Fabricated Truth

Review:

A scientists manages to recover dinosaur DNA and uses it to breed the prehistoric beasts. But before his amusement park displaying them can open, he needs endorsements from some experts to demonstrate it’s safety. And obviously, it is not safe. When the film was released in 1993, everybody was talking about the astonishing special effects, quickly declaring the entire film a masterpiece. Fifteen years later, the effects are still impressive, though also dated, and one quickly realizes that underneath the glitter, there is a cheap creature feature that is a throwback to 50s style B-movies. The plot is silly (and largely missing), the dialogue among the worst ever written and the people hardly characters.

Random Observations:

Jurassic Park at imdb.com

I’m normally the first to say that Steven Spielberg, who directed Jurassic Park, is a vastly, if not *the* mostly overrated director, whose reputation is build on two things that had nothing to do with his directing ability: the silent terror of the absent shark in Jaws (he was meant to be shown a lot, but the mechanical sharks didn’t work) and the fact that Indy shoots the sword fighter in Raiders of the Lost Ark (Harrison Ford was sick that day and suggested this instead of the lengthy sword fight originally planned). In this case, however, the blame rests solely on the shoulders of novelist and screen-writer Michael Crichton.

I have not yet seen any of the two sequels, but it struck me as particularly cheap how the chance for them was set up by dropping dino DNA all over the place.

I’m pretty sure that all the merchandise shown in the park’s store was real merchandise sold after the release. Commercialism at its very best.