Jurassic World

"Dance off, bro! You and me!"

This is the spoiler free review: The big, spoilery version is at the Bad Movie Marathon, although as ever this does not mean I thought it was bad.

Fifteen years after Jurassic Park (help!) Isla Nublar is a full-on dinopark run by Claire Dearing, an ultracompetent badass in heels, and the hero of this film whatever anyone, including the film, may try to tell you. With some slight help from various men, she has to contain a rogue dino and save a whole bunch of tourists, although her career is pretty well in the can.

Like Mad Max: Fury Road, Jurassic World is a franchise revival with a bit of a feminist slant, although not as much and perhaps almost against its own intentions. I think you're supposed to like raptor wrangler Owen Grady a bit more than I did. It's a little bit same old same old - island, dinosaurs, lost children - but with enough twists to keep it interesting, just not fascinating. Although easily the best Jurassic Park since Jurassic Park, my expectations have been hiked, and there isn't quite enough meat on this one to be more than a snack. A good snack, but a snack nonetheless.