Movies like ‘Jurassic World: Dominion’ seem hell-bent on making sense of “anytime in the past was better.” There they are Sam Neill, Laura Dern and Jeff Goldblum coming to the rescue of a production that, to be clear, does not do justice to what their little used presence evokes, as irrelevant in the end as the film or any of its elements: To that first installment that, unfortunately, as often happens, is and remains the best. And also, the only one with a soul and a narrative plan so clear as not to be devoured by the special effects. It is evident that the franchise has lost freshness with each new installment and/or repetition despite the threat of 2015. The reason is clear: It has nothing to tell, nor any goal to achieve or purpose to fulfill. Each new movie comes to be repeating the same, without more, and ‘Jurassic World: Dominion’ is no exception: Although now the dinosaurs roam freely, everything leads, again, to a fucking park. Or rather it boils down: It all boils down to bringing the new protagonists together with the old ones… and running. And to continue living at the expense of the fans. Basically, ‘Jurassic World: Dominion’ is a film by Roland Emmerich shot without the shamelessness and carelessness of the German filmmaker who, to say the least, makes him happy. Desire. Illusion. ‘Moonfall’ may not have been good, but at least there is a sense that there is blood flowing behind the cameras. An intention. Something. However, this “epic conclusion” does not convey any of that, being that with its apathy it does not even make its stupendous visual effects shine. Yeah, they’re good, obviously. But they are neither something that we would not have already seen, nor do they bring with them something else. Its wonderful special effects say nothing because the film, I repeat, has nothing to say. More… of the same, without nerve, in a product forced to make its way and materialized without any passion, restlessness or ambition. With no other purpose than to squeeze, by routine and inertia, a franchise that, just like that, is stuck in the crude repetition of cliches in a conveniently casual way. Because S. It never ceases to amaze me how you can “spare no expense” in something that is later presented so carelessly. As if it didn’t matter and it didn’t matter. As if the dinosaurs or the charisma of its protagonists could handle everything. ‘Jurassic World: Dominion’ is the kind of impersonal, hollow and empty product that revalues ​​others like ‘Top Gun: Maverick’ that, by their side, really seem like Oscar. It is neither so easy nor so difficult. It’s a matter of putting desire, as Tom Cruise does. Or at least try. Or at least disguise. However, ‘Jurassic World: Dominion’ always opts for the most obvious, simple and harmless: Repeat what has worked so far, like a kind of echo that does not report any complications. It is the most annoying thing about her, that she neither threatens to take any risks nor bothers to deviate the least from the established pattern. It is, as it is, what one would expect from Bart Simpson’s imagination regarding what was supposed to be the ‘Scratch and Itch’ movie. Something without spark or appearance of ingenuity or coherence that although it can be minimally distracting, it is more so because of the comfortable laziness of sitting in the armchair compared to having to leave the room in the dark. Because it is, above all, a matter of minimums and the feeling of not having involved any effort. Of being the least that could be expected and doing no more than just enough to not shit himself. And so we are left with a silly, trivial and highly unbelievable product that does not offer a single scene of merit that we are going to remember. The result of a form resolved by an official with cold and distant indifference. Something that, with the manual in hand, is so frustrating due to its indolent and submissive application that without it it becomes something painful and annoying, since there is nothing in the film that serves to keep alive the flame of a franchise capable of make even Michael Giacchino sound bad.
By Juan Pairet Iglesias
@Wanchopex
A professional writer by day, a tech-nerd by night, with a love for all things money.