a review of 侏罗纪世界3:统治
Look, I'll be the first to tell you this is nothing more than a bunch of stupid Hollywood blockbuster refuse, but I'm also not going to sit here and act like it isn't any fun either. A transformation of sorts was to be expected given how Fallen Kingdom ended, but I doubt anyone could have predicted as big of a reinvention as this. The Jurassic Park/World series has been rendered almost entirely unrecognizable were it not for the prehistoric monsters running around onscreen, and not because they are now living among everyday humans. Rather, it's due to Dominion's absolutely LUDICROUS storytelling. To say the plotting jumps the shark here would be putting it incredibly mildly. The narrative reaches near The Asylum levels of nonsensical as it covers every outlandish sci-fi concept from women giving asexual birth to genetically modified versions of themselves, dinos that are trained to attack via a laser pointer, to mad scientists hell-bent on world domination (or its destruction). Why they felt the need to concoct a tale this absurd, convoluted, and undeniably dorky I have no idea, but it did leave me glued to the screen in a sense of delirious fascination regardless while it seemed the writers were simply throwing whatever wild idea they had up there next just to see what would stick. The sheer B-movie ridiculousness of the whole thing will (and already has) turn many off on this. Especially since it's part of a franchise that initially kicked off with a bit more gravitas. Personally though, it didn't bother me much at all. That's because I've only ever really turned up to these to watch dinosaurs chase and eat people in the first place, so it's hard for me to fault a film offering that too much so long as the thrills are in place. And oh boy, let me tell you, they are. The body count is disappointingly low, but that was offset for me by the constant excitement of witnessing some never-before used species and the protagonists' near misses with them, like the glorious extended getaway sequence through the streets and underground black markets of Malta. I wish they had continued the globetrotting around populated cities throughout the entire running time rather than retreating to another isolated research facility/haven location in the second half. Of course, Dominion also falls back on the modern cinema trapping of trying to get by on nostalgia pandering as well by bringing back the original three heroes of the 1993 hit and its first two sequels. Some of the resulting callbacks can feel a touch gratuitous, the main villain's death being extremely similar to Nedry's for example, yet their inclusion ultimately fixed my biggest issue with this movie's most direct predecessor by finally giving me individuals I actually care about to watch as opposed to the bland nobodies who have been carrying the show up to this point since its revival. The real stars however are the various 'saurs on display. I think a far too underappreciated aspect of the World trilogy has been its ability to turn these creatures from bloodthirsty beasts into complex and thoughtful animals capable of striking a chord with the audience. There are some genuinely moving moments with them such as a scene with two Apatosauruses in a lumberyard that hits with the same impact as when Alan Grant first saw that Brachiosaurus all those years ago. They even have feathers now for all you nitwits who couldn't let that go. I won't pretend this is a deep, high-quality experience. It's dumb, turn-your-brain-off junk food filmmaking at its most overblown and preposterous. Pure, unhealthy garbage that if I'm being totally honest was a blast to consume. In ironically hilarious fashion director Colin Trevorrow made several conscious efforts to correct the various shortcomings of Jurassic Park III by reuniting Sattler and Grant, and once again establishing the T-Rex at the top of the food chain after its pitiful showing in that outing, but inadvertently made something fans will view as a much greater piece of trash. Although at the end of the day it'll always be a minor treasure to me. I recognize that the franchise should have never been allowed to reach such a confounding low in terms of intelligence and respectability. I guess I'm just easily pleased by cheap spectacle, the amusing comments of Ian Malcolm, and the stunning CGI sights of what were my favorite animals as a child (and probably are still now).