
  Review by
        Eric Hillis
  Directed by: Colin Trevorrow
  Starring: Chris Pratt, Bryce Dallas Howard, Laura Dern, Jeff Goldblum, Sam Neill,
      BD Wong, Omar Sy, Isabella Sermon, Justice Smith, Daniella
      Pineda, DeWanda Wise, Mamoudou Athie, Campbell Scott, Scott Haze, Dichen
      Lachman
    
        If a zombie film franchise or TV series is given enough time it will
          inevitably pivot to a point where it argues that humans pose a
          bigger threat than zombies. I guess an argument could be made that
          living humans are scarier than dead humans, but are humans really
          scarier than dinosaurs? I don’t think so. Yet here we are, five
          sequels into the Jurassic Park franchise and the series' antagonists –
          giant carnivorous monsters – have become so emasculated that they no
          longer pose a threat. The dinosaurs of Spielberg's original film were
          genuinely scary. The dinosaurs of Colin Trevorrow's Jurassic World
          Dominion are like collapsing skyscrapers in a Roland Emmerich disaster
          movie, mere obstacles for our heroes to drive around as they flee the
          real villains – other humans.
      
        An opening news report serves as a catch-up for those of us who didn't
          want to suffer through the previous two instalments of this rebooted
          series. Dinosaurs are now living among humans and we're told that the
          previous year only saw 39 people lose their lives at the hands of
          dinosaurs. What? More people are mauled by pitbulls in an average
          year. And there we have the major issue of this sequel. It starts off
          by telling us that dinosaurs are cuddly actually, which means when our
          heroes face them roughly seven hours later in this 37 hour long movie,
          they've lost any sense of threat. These sequels keep telling us
          there's a new species that's bigger and scarier than any we've seen
          before, yet they never appear any bigger, and certainly no more
          imposing, than the T-Rex of Spielberg's series opener. You can't just
          tell us something is bigger – you need to show us. In the Jurassic
          World movies a dinosaur is constantly pissing down our backs and
          telling us it's raining.

        Jurassic World Dominion is one of the more egregious examples of
          Hollywood desperately trying to appeal to the largest audience
          possible and losing sight of why people might be attracted to the
          movie in hand. We're here to see a Jurassic Park sequel, but Dominion
          insists on trying to compete with every other major franchise of the
          moment. There are moments straight out of Star Wars, with a cynical
          smuggler/pilot (DeWanda Wise) who may as well be called Han Solo and a couple of scenes
          that seem to take place aboard the Millennium Falcon. There's the
          going back for the hat moment from every Indiana Jones movie. There's
          the going back for the cat moment from Alien. There's the sprawling
          ensemble cast of the Fast & Furious movies. There's an extended
          segment in Malta that lifts scenes directly from the Jason Bourne,
          James Bond and Mission: Impossible franchises. Occasionally it even
          nods to Jurassic Park by throwing dinosaurs into the background,
          though the effect is a lot like that Twitter account where some bloke
          photoshops Paddington into other movies. The dinosaurs are just
          shambling around, because don’t you know it's the humans that are the
          real threat now?
      
        That human threat is led by Lewis Dodgson (somehow they managed to
          get the elusive Campbell Scott into this thing), an evil CEO in the
          Musk/Bezos/Gates mould who runs BioSyn, a dodgy corporation creating
          giant locusts to destroy crops so Dodgson can control the world's
          grain supply (If you think it's a mere coincidence that we're getting
          a movie where the threat is a lack of wheat amid the Russian invasion
          of Ukraine, then you might want to look into Hollywood's relationship
          with the Pentagon). Dodgson lives in Cloud City, above a park filled
          with dinosaurs (if only there were a name for such a thing). You might
          remember his brief appearance in the first Jurassic Park movie, when he was played by Cameron Thor, who is currently serving prison time
          for sexual assault.

        Jeff Goldblum has yet to serve time for sexual assault and so he
          returns as Dr Malcolm, now a lackey of Dodgson who discovers what he's
          really up to and alerts his old buddies Ellie (Laura Dern) and Alan
          Grant (Sam Neill). The three subsequently skulk around the Death Star
          looking for the switch to deactivate its shields, or something.
You
          might remember Owen Grady and Claire Dearing, the heroes of the
          previous two instalments. No? They're played by Chris Pratt and Bryce
          Dallas Howard? No, still not ringing any bells? Anyway they're now the
          Uncle Ben and Aunt Beru to Maisie (Isabella Sermon), the cloned girl
          from the previous movie. Don't remember her either, huh? Anyway, Maisie
          gets kidnapped by Boba Fett and taken to Jabba's palace, with Owen and
          Claire teaming up with Han Solo to get her back. This movie is so
          derivative that at one point when Claire wakes up in the jungle your
          first thought will be "Are we about to get dinosaur fucking Ewoks?"
          Speaking of Claire, in the first movie she was struggling to run in
          high heels but now she's a parkour expert, jumping across Maltese
          rooftops like Jason Bourne.

        It's hilarious how so much of Goldblum's dialogue sounds like a
          self-own from the series. At one point he literally says "Jurassic
          World? Not a fan." There's a real mask-dropping moment when his Dr.
          Malcolm accuses Dodgson of fast-tracking promotions for his employees
          to ensure their loyalty, and he might as well be talking about how
          Hollywood plucks filmmakers from indie obscurity to direct these
          movies.
      
        Jurassic World Dominion may bear a title that sounds befitting of a
          ride at Universal Studios. It's far from a rollercoaster ride, more
          like being stuck atop a rollercoaster for two and a half hours during
          a power failure. The set-pieces are sloppily constructed knockoffs of
          memorable moments from other franchises, and even the site of three
          giant dinosaurs battling among themselves has no impact. Halfway
          through the movie a kid at my screening asked his dad if they could
          leave. What on Earth has gone wrong with blockbuster filmmaking that a
          kid is bored by a movie with dinosaurs? Watching Dominion in the slipstream of Top Gun: Maverick, a blockbuster that gets everything right that
          this film gets wrong, is like eating your mum's fish fingers the day
          after your cool aunt brought you to McDonalds.
      
    
      
      Jurassic World Dominion is on
        UK/ROI VOD now.
    
    
