A part of me just wants to rant about the lack of ideas, coped with the lack of risk taking, imagination and vision that Hollywood seems to be brooding in, resuming to a string of endless sequels, prequels, reboots and other such cinematic mainstream. But then again who are we kidding? We’re just as geeks here at F and G must see, as you would expect. Who turns down a dinosaur film, let alone a Jurassic series one, right?
Still, one must question what motivates throngs of viewers to charge into the cinema seat butt first, for a sequel to a story like Jurassic Park? It’s not that it wasn’t amazing way back when it first happened. We were all fascinated, by the idea of beautifully CGI crafted and animatronic dinosaurs, that Spielberg so well teased. But that was back in 1993. Since then special effects and computer generated stuff have evolved so much, dinosaurs have been amazingly animated in so many films, it makes no sense to play the same card again.
Yet judging by the way the Box Office bit the dust, the hunger for “more teeth” has never been bigger.
Apart from a few storyline choices, the script for this movie is blatantly predictable even to the most uninitiated viewer. The characters are just superficially drawn, the dialogues are dull and fall disappointingly short of any depth at all. You’d have to be seven years old to be even the slightest bit surprised by the lines. No, make that five. More so, the stereotypes seem taken straight from an old Jules Verne book, completely not adapted to contemporary filmmaking or storytelling. Any year one actor could have played these roles blindfolded. To that I add that nobody in the writing department seemed to give the slightest damn attention to any moral values or coherence. You get the “wise” Indian guru-like figure, Simon Masrani (Irrfan Khan), appreciating life in all its manifestations, yet completely ignoring its value in the face of financial loss, managing a theme park with superficial indications that lead to disastrous gene manipulation right under his very nose. That character makes less sense than a flying piglet.
You get the Indiana Jones type badass tamer adventurer mix, Owen Grady (Chris Pratt) who fails in pretty much every effort he makes, becoming little less than a luck driven participant to a quarrel between titans. At first he can’t fully tame the raptors, then he can’t fully control them, then he can’t fully keep them alive, then he can’t fully save the kids (he finds them by pure chance), then he doesn’t really kill the I-Rex. Obviously, since the character development department lacked in so many ways, you of course get the dumb, superficial female, running for the whole length of the film, through jungles and rough terrain alike, on high heels, sweating abundantly in just one highlighted area (yes, the breasts), while constantly shifting from an uncaring distant aunt figure, to an abruptly awakened emotional mess. Sure, Brice Dallas Howard’s Claire gets a few moments to shine, but those are just not enough to save the film from the screaming feminists around the globe.
To conclude, the script is so bad, the rare moments of inspiration are so far apart, that I will just not even mention who the four musketeers are who wrote it. Seriously, google it. Happily, our cognitive functions, and dying neurons, are saved by the visual spectacle and by the tongue in cheek acting, trade mark of Chris Prat.
This is the second time Pratt takes on a driven, badass character, catering to the teenage audience. Sure, Owen has a certain mature, adult in charge, alpha male flavor, less likely to burst in a dancing show while singing at a space mouse, but the high level defining colors are mostly the same as for Star Lord (Guardians of the Galaxy). I bet someone out there already thought about casting him in an Indiana Jones reboot, or better yet, a film adaptation of the PS3 exclusive “Uncharted” game series. Pratt makes for a good comedic relief, every so often, while also ensuring the brawn. You will be easily convinced to love him in Jurassic World, y’ know, “for survival” purposes.
The dinosaurs are amazing. I agree, the first trailer release was a mistake. CGI wise it had little to promise, the feedback from the fans slammed the film to the ground, but the end result shows, great care was taken during postproduction, to ensure that Jurassic World is up to standard. The Indominus Rex, (aka I-Rex) is a marvel to look at, not only visually, but also paleontologically. Whoever worked on the concept was clearly knowledgeable of dinosaur bone structures and muscle mass. One almost feels sorry such a species never truly existed.
Jurassic World did not forget about the Ace in the hole. Dinosaurs get a lot of quality screen time. The raptor team story arc was also a great idea. Previously teased in “Jurassic Park”, the raptor level of intelligence reaches a new level here, making one of the best shots in the film possible: the motorcycle hunt run. The Mosasaurus is breathtaking, during his short but impactful appearances.
The fan base gets appropriate attention, with some not very subtle yet very effective, Easter eggs, pointing to the original “Jurassic Park” characters and events.
I wish I could say that Michael Giacchino‘s soundtrack was great, but the truth is that whatever was great about it, belonged to John Williams. Apart from some reinterpretations and rearrangements of the original theme, no melodic line seems to shine on its own. Throughout the film, we’re forced to listen to generic background music, nothing new, nothing innovating. Whatever lacks in terms of soundtrack is more than made up for in terms of sound effects and sound quality. Dino movement and roars will echo in your ribcage, investing the beloved species with even more credibility and life.
Absolutely. Don’t expect anything academic though.
“Jurassic World” is far better than the second and third films of the series. While the script is just gibberish, Chris Prat’s condescending, laid back, macho acting fits well into the picture, the dinosaurs are superb while the Indominus Rex is definitely the crowning jewel of the bestiary.
Take this movie for what it is. A CGI driven, “Jurassic” series film, that is better than most its predecessors, even if not taking the depth of the story to the next level. In many ways, the film narrative contains a cinematic Freudian slip. What drives the crowd into the theater, (to answer my own introductory question) is the novelty, the gene spliced I-Rex. Much like it happens, with the imaginary visitors swarming into the “Jurassic World” theme park.
PS: I don’t know what the distributors did for the press release of this movie in other countries, but in Romania the press was treated to an awesome conference at the east European Dino Parc opening. We saw the film first in IMAX, then at the awesome Rasnov Dinopark, surrounded by a deep starry night and some just amazingly detailed 1:1 scale dynos, in the mountains. Congrats Ro Image Romania for yet again proving open minded, out of the box promo solutions are possible! Thank you Mirela Matei for the invitation!