Dreams of the Fifties

Channeling Steven Spielberg, Jurassic World sets the “bad” forces of social upheaval against the “good” traditional values.


I saw Jurassic World in the multiplex with an enraptured audience that burst into applause at the end, which doesn’t happen very often these days. The film’s appeal has generated a record-breaking worldwide gross of $987,200,065 so far, attesting to the perennial joys of seeing state-of-the-art CGI dinosaurs stomp around killing people.

There are certainly some quality dinosaur rampages in the film. Many characters get established early on as despicable types and therefore ideal dinosaur chow, allowing the viewer to look forward to their grisly deaths with enthusiasm.

In a Sea World-esque scene in the film, a Jurassic Park stadium crowd is entertained by the sight of a gigantic amphibious dinosaur leaping out of a tank and chomping a great white shark dangled overhead as bait, looking no bigger than a tuna fish by comparison. If that doesn’t make you want to see dinosaurs eat people, I don’t know what will.

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