The first half started out like a rollercoaster action sequence. Suspend belief and go along for the ride – it’s a good one. But we needed to look at the plot which sees the fairly usual corruption within the benevolent organisation which began it all and tries to tie things back to the founders of the original Jurassic Park. In general, the action is good but some of the threads linking the pieces together, not so much. And you have Dr Malcolm’s monologue bookending the whole proceedings earning us of the dangers of opening Pandora’s box of the ‘genetic age’. This felt a little like reworking some of the earlier messages of Crighton’s work, as well as the dialogue, and didn’t really do anything aside from setting up the next instalment where a few dinos are on the loose on the mainland (sorry, spoiler). But the mainland has significantly more resources than the characters do in their sandbox environments on the island or in the house, so I can’t see them posing a real threat – more like Bigfoot tales.
My main gripe was the handling of the Indo-raptor hybrid when it decided to go outside, climb up on the roof, then climb down the front of the building and in through the little girl’s window, shadows from lightning and all showing clawed hands and teeth. It felt like we were drawing too much from the days of Nosferatu and shadow play for easy scares. And the now-famous T-Rex was seen periodically doing its posing roar that, in an earlier instalment set it up as an A-list carnivore, but now looks like it’s simply posing for the camera like a celebrity does (see Alex in the original Madagascar movie).
Other than that, a good popcorn movie.