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If you limit your expectations for Jurassic World to "more teeth," it will deliver on that promise. If you dare to hope for anything more-relatable characters, narrative coherence-you'll only set yourself up for disappointment.
I'm not sure what specific qualities "Jurassic World" could be said to possess, beyond a vague sense of its own importance that ... comes across in the finished product as preening self-congratulation.
Nothing said here will have the slightest bearing on its performance at the box office. All the same, something should be said about the film's cheesiness -- it doesn't even look good, though it sounds grand -- and the shoddiness of its workmanship.
Director Colin Trevorrow dumps out his Steven Spielberg Family Thriller Kit and makes sure all the pieces are there...but he doesn't seem to have read the assembly instructions, because the result simply doesn't fit together or perform as advertised.
Yet, for those who remember both the sheer terror and humor of Steven Spielberg's original Jurassic Park, Jurassic World -- much like the dinosaurs these scientists create -- proves once again that some things are best left alone.
There's more flab than muscle packed on this galumphing franchise reboot, which, as it lumbers from scene to scene, reminds you of what a great action god Steven Spielberg is. Too bad he didn't take the reins on this.
As has been previously observed, every action movie today ends up as "Transformers" and, even when it's cloned creatures fighting, the same is true here (with an antic dash of "Sharknado" tossed in for good measure).
Look, let's not kid ourselves. Every third person on the planet will go to see this movie, and they will find exactly what they seek, nothing more but certainly nothing less. It's that nothing more part that ultimately disappoints.
If Jurassic Park was a bright, clean, gleaming state-of-the-art attraction, this latest iteration feels shabby and unexciting, with a definite feeling that the carnies are dealing meth behind the haunted house.
For much of its running time, "Jurassic World" plays like a great theme park ride. In an age of blockbusters that lumber like herbivores, it's refreshing to see a movie as lean and mean as a velociraptor.
Along with the repurposed plot comes a sort of retro, kind of comforting '80s feel, with -- until a final, hyper-edited battle sequence -- a seeming willingness to allow the scenes some room to breathe.
Another theme park, another bunch of knuckleheaded scientists cloned from the same strand of foresight-impaired DNA. Jurassic World has absolutely no reason for being (except for the obvious one), but at least it chomps your time painlessly.