Being a huge Jurassic Park film fan, I was very excited about Jurassic World, the impatiently awaited fourth installment to the dinosaur franchise. Fellow enthusiasts, prepare for a towering T-rex, calculating raptors, and much more. Jurassic World is just what the pterodactyl ordered.
The film succeeds, despite the gamble this is the second time a Jurassic Park work has not been directed by its mentor, Steven Spielberg. (Joe Johnston helmed the third one.) That is no slight to World director Colin Trevorrow, whose major stylistic difference is the near absence of take-a-breath time between numerous heart-pounding action sequences. The only flaw is pretty much unavoidable in that everything is highly predictable.
We know, we expect, we savor man-eating creatures breaking loose from their caged confines and preying upon any nearby human. We also know the humans will fight back and eventually win. The fact the CGI dinosaurs appear absolutely real is also a given expectation. The basic plot structure was set in 1993 with the first film, Jurassic Park, and copycatted through its sequels, The Lost World (1997) and III (2001).
Michael Crichton’s 1990 best selling novel, Jurassic Park, formed the template, so why mess with huge profits? It worked in the book, the first three versions, and it works with World. It has also worked via comic books and video games. Expectation is everything, folks, which is why there are so many movie sequels down the pike.



Oh yes, there are also birds...dirty, lousy, stinkin’ birds—big ones that like tourists for snacks. And all is displayed in very effective 3D.
Pause. Reword. Due to the huge profits Jurassic World will undoubtedly rake in, in every way another sequel will occur. I’ll be first in line.
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GRADE on an A-F Scale: B+