Look, it’s a Jurassic Park movie. If you go to see it, that’s on you. Crazy to have critics watch Jurassic World Rebirth and then gripe ferociously about it in long ranting reviews. This is the seventh film in the franchise, and we ought to know the drill by now.

The only thing required of these movies is that they provide a steady stream of dinosaur attacks on humans. When an attack isn’t happening, there’s a brief plot setup for the next attack. That’s the deal.

And since obviously, I’m Team Dinosaur, I tend to enjoy these sequels once I’m in the theater. I don’t avidly seek out such entertainments as Jurassic World Rebirth, but I do find that once I’m reminded of the compact we audiences have made with this franchise, I get on board again.