Do you remember the first time you laid eyes on a dinosaur in Steven Spielberg’s 1993 classic Jurassic Park? It was pure, cinematic Valhalla. We had always dreamt of prehistoric times, but Spielberg transported us there. After numerous bland sequels and quasi reboots and reimagining, we’ve all been waiting to capture that “lightning in a bottle” feeling that Spielberg captivated the world with during that magical summer. Unfortunately, we will be left waiting.
Jurassic World: Fallen Kingdom, the sequel to the mammoth 2015 hit Jurassic World, is more lack lustered Jurassic Park 3 than beloved Jurassic Park. While it is a serviceable summer popcorn flick, it plays out more like a Jurassic Park greatest hits album rather than create anything au courant. Without being too spoiler specific, Fallen Kingdom takes place three years after the events of Jurassic World. A dormant volcano on the evacuated island of Isla Nublar is ready to burst. In a race against time, Claire (Bryce Dallas Howard) enlists the help of old flame Owen (Chris Pratt) to rescue the remaining dinosaurs. The question remains: “Where do we put the surviving dinosaurs?” Let the ambitious complications begin. Director J.A. Bayona (The Orphanage) provides his usual visionary flair working with a muddled and tedious script by Colin Trevorrow. The problem with Jurassic World: Fallen Kingdom is that the paint by numbers approach was nearly two thirds of its two-hour runtime making it indistinguishable from previous installments. We’ve seen this movie before. As the slogan on the Jurassic World: Fallen Kingdom poster so aptly reads, “The Park is Gone.” Maybe it’s better left extinct.
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By Scott Peterson
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