Truth be told, I am a sucker for them. Sure, none come close to the wonderful original from thirty or so years ago. But they are good summer popcorn fare as you munch your treat while the lesser-known characters get munched themselves.
Every three or so films, they swap out the cast for newer players. Now it's Scarlett Johansson leading the expedition into some jungle areas where you know, lurking behind a bush, is some dinosaur from yesteryear.
While the cast can change, the plots don't. Minor characters get eaten. There is one who is the big villain. They will last till the end but ultimately get eaten. There are always two kids in the cast. They never get eaten but are often put through the wringer of terror.
All of the above is as reliable as a hot fudge sundae. It doesn't tax the brain and isn't supposed to. Yep, the Jurassic movies are all the same and that's not necessarily a bad thing.
I was captivated by this one, even though it was as plausible as a Kamala Harris presidency.
Enjoy. With extra butter.
LEN'S RATING: Three stars.
Dinner last night: Pizza.
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