It's been almost two months since Jurassic World: The World After went out and the box-office has not finished tilting under the weight of the mastodon. On the verge of crossing the billion dollar mark generated on the globe, this third part of the saga World does not deplete. A figure that gives the vertigo -and nausea - for who still has a little respect for Jurassic Park (read our article on book by Nicolas Deneschau). Like the promises of the covid era on the supposed « World after » that we still wait and the gullibles who pushed the song « Never again. », Jurassic World Frightily responds to the same aplomb: Why revise such a lucrative recipe when this type of entertainment has long renounced to be intelligent? We'll explain why. Colin Trevorrow Check one by one the boxes of bad taste. As an echo of a cerebral specification where the haze and stupidity would prevail at all costs on the legacy of Spielberg.
Dinosaurs everywhere, Justice nowhere
No doubt aware of the gaping holes that strike the scenario sewn with white wire since the first Jurassic World, the film starts in the tone of a C-news report, Christine Kelly less. « Every confrontation tells us more about this frightening reality ». The facilitator, serious air, continues: « 37 dinosaur-related deaths last year », while a cell phone video shows us a triceratops accident on the local A31. Gulls for pteranodon snacks, compsognathus snacks: The World After is populated by uprooted upside down at every corner and the great damn of the population. 37 deaths for settlement on the entire planet, this is not much compared to the many cumulative deaths of the first parks. A whole symbol in the image of the sweetened character of Jurassic World.
Let us be forgiving and pass this unlikely sudden invasion for some escaped specimens of an isolated mansion. A funny aberration as the attic player and his companion explained very well in their critical. Dinosaurs and humans must now learn to live together, hand in foot to reconnect with Gaia. Like a certain District 9 of which he never marries the shadow of his quality, Jurassic World draws us a Manichean world where mercenaries live poaching and the prolos of a steak of gallimimus. All kinds of cattle traffic are in full swing. Luckily Claire Dearing formed a young team of volunteers at the Greenpeace To free the beasts of the wicked poachers. Well... especially this baby. trognineratops which will be very soon in the head of the ray gondola Toys "R" Us.
Poorness always finds its way
It's been barely five minutes since the fim started that we are already serving an unlikely race-prosecution coupled with a generous shooting, where the nice triceratops send the vehicles like bowls to the Saint John fair. Colin Trevorrow might have preferred to realize the next Fast and Furious given the number of scenes in vehicles in the film, each of which is perfectly interchangeable at leisure. Special mention debility in the streets of Malta where our trainer to do everything is even more comfortable than Daniel Craig On a bike. Indigestible and soulless, it would almost seem that dinos are extras added in post prod. No doubt the shooting was full of green screens.
In The World After, we run all the time, we chain the messy plans and we chat to explain to us what happens on the screen, as soon as we didn't understand that « too complex thought ». It is a permanent debunk of dinosaurs at each scene, as if it were necessary to saturate space even if it was necessary to completely decredivize the whole. It's a bit like the scriptwriters took the phrase of Ian Malcolm spoken in the Jurassic Park First of name: « Would you have planned to put dinosaurs in your dinosaur park ? ». « We're going to replenish you with a whole plaster. » Did they say benignly.
If the special effects have been achieved by John Nolan and its teams, having recently worked on the series Dark Crystal known for its animatronics, it feels how much Universal willingly wanted to overtly support the map kawai to the detriment of realism. The dinosaur offspring are too rogue and seem to come out of a magical universe. To systematically anthropomorphize dinosaurs, Jurassic World: The World After Also abuses the cross-eyed emotions between Owen and his company raptor, one would almost dare write. Same with Maisie and the baby raptor Beta. A duplicative reminder that too much emotion affects the audience's involvement.
Dinos are our friends, you must love them too
Human-Dinosaur relations are so forced that they distort the traits traditionally attributed to the lifestyles of reptiles, which are all the more fierce in their wilderness. Whether it is crocodilians or snakes, almost all reptilians have no parental relationship with their offspring or in a very episodic way. Once the nest has been built, the females leave and the young are barely taken out of the eggs and delivered to their instincts and to the joys of natural selection. But the scriptwriters Jurassic World preferred to represent their relationships as docile mammals. The domestication of dinosaurs is even more aggressive. The latter are trained by laser, when it is not the affection that guides them. You'd almost think you'd see the velociraptors shaking the tail like puppies when they meet. Or an irritated cat chasing the beam of a laser foolishly.
We touch the summum of ridicule when Owen initiates his adopted daughter (clone) and Alan Grant to the dressage of raptors. We are far from the perfect predator of the very first film. It's full of good feelings and it's cute when little Maisie addresses the baby straight into her eyes as if it were a Pokemon to tame at Safari Park. After all, did Owen not promise Blue himself that he would bring back his kid, captured by the bad boys local? Dupering a raptor from a simple roll? Again, too easy! In essence it is clearly the image of Pokemon Go which corresponds best to the World after.
Dinos everywhere and with whom it is composed willingly at the canisite of the neighborhood, at the market or during the Sunday promenade. While the first film played on the rarity of apparitions to generate suspense, Dominion use and abuse dinoses in each plan up to indigestion and total dispersal of stress. It is an amusement park without amusement park. An idiotic and unbelievable paradox. Even diplodocus are used as line horses. An idea far from being stupid on paper but which fishes here by an absolute lack of coherence and narrative guidance. Universal violates shamefully our collective imagination to sell some more stuffed to the next Black Friday.
Clone me if you can...
As for Maisie's character, he introduces a narrative arc worthy of the most guignolesque scenarios of the films Resident Evil (read our test of the latest Netflix adaptation and the episodes with Milla Jovovich). Colin Trevorrow is not afraid of ridicule and it is therefore a case of cloned child who should solve a crisis of giant grasshoppers (and flame retarded which is more). And yes, for if the world is on the brink of chaos, it is still because of the great Capital, whose criticism is systematically bypassed. When science derails, nothing like a good old scientific remedy. A whole picture that fits perfectly with our times. Climate change? Let's inject suffering into the atmosphere rather than reduce our footprint. The mutant locusts? Nothing like a good old GMO cocktail.
Colin prefers dedicated villains rather than criticizing a real economic predation system. Cherry on the cake, the latter lack charisma and some identity with a replica of bad Asian white veil to seduce the Chinese market and ridiculous poachers. The secondary characters probably enjoyed the same care with one main feature per protagonist so as not to heat our brains. One of the most aberrant scenes is that of the black market which turns into a pugilate between dinos and humans before ending up in muscular interrogation with guests a baby triceratops and a young allosaurus or similar. « Are there still writers on the set? ? » When Owen turns his back on the victim and his executioners to make a phone call as if nothing had happened. The same Owen who later made the keys to the dilophosaurus... Damn Owen!
Me, ugly and mean
Other pitfalls, not least, Jurassic World is an action film that has forgotten horror. The scenes are fast-paced without flavour or a quest for consistency. It is the mechanics of the permanent auction that prevails at every moment with a flood of blind blinks. One imagines the wealth of brainstorming where each of the ideas would have come out of a hat for the simple benefit of the artistic lottery. From the fan service down the forehead seeks to pay homage to the cult moments of the series but one always friezes self-caricature. Malcolm as Saviour rock, Grant grimed in Indiana Jones pre-retired, cupids punished by good old Dilophosaurs, nerd Repentant, the fallen scientist, Ellie who reproaches herself for having brought Alan into this merry mess: all stereotypes pass there with so many figures seen and reviewed with much more accuracy and panache elsewhere. We are considered so much prunes that even the heroes of the first film are dressed almost as at the time, as soon as they are confused with decors or dinosaurs.
Behind these artificial images, nothing. Worse still, the misuse of CGIs coupled with off-ground writing contributes to a sense of slipping towards permanent gag. We're still beckoned at some unlikely lines: « What's your story? » Ask one of the bad guys before getting eaten. Even when a Giganotosaurus, a Tyrannosaurus and a Therizinosaurus clash, you feel like you're witnessing a bad one. King Kong Unless it's a drunkard or a Pierre-Feuille-Scissors at the village's kermess. Nobody believes in it, not even the characters who remain planted in the middle of the ring. A wrestling game where everything looks fake from start to finish. The decorations sound false, the photography is poor and even the movements of dinosaurs are too often artificial, in addition to behaviors more than subject to bail for a seasoned predators. With Trevorrow, we understand better why dinosaurs finally went extinct...
My little pony
It's simple, Jurassic World forbidden mordicus Any chill. The viewer is invited to eat his popcorn without anicroche, the transit must be easy and the message as smooth as possible. We flatter the fans with a few rhymes resassed for ages and that we are being vomited straight into our eyes, like an insult to our intelligence and a half-confessed failure: The World After Don't make up anything. He mimes a ersatz of the figures of James Bond, or Star Wars with its Millenium Falcon while sluging unscrupulously on the side ofIndiana Jones, without ever matching the worst movies of these sagas. Predictable, misrealized and scripted with a Twister compass, Jurassic World is the archetype of an industry that no longer knows how to do anything but itself.
By bringing together the old breakers of Jurassic Park and the new recruits of the saga World, The World after has everything a bad family meal. Long and resolutely barbing, we are watered to make us forget how much the dishes served come from the Picard of the corner. Fades and tasteless. Like a failed recipe by Marmion, Colin Trevorrow confuses oil with vinegar, elegance with bafrerie. Until the epilogue dripping with love where triceratops and pachyderms, mosaurs and cetaceans live a harmony found under a splendid sunset, Jurassic World Fire systematically next door. A rodeo of 2H27 boredom, a bulimic prowess that limits to the nanar, if not to indigestion according to your intolerance to mediocrity. Given the global plebiscite inversely proportional to the critics, the saga still has good days ahead Jurassic Universe which will gather the marmots of the first with all the other mascots decrepit by the years. And the old kid who sleeps in me will eventually abdicate: « What if we finally let the dinosaurs rest in peace? ». A film to see (very) alcoholized to better forget.
Trailer by Jurassic World Dominion
Thanks for this article that ended up convincing me not to see this film (in the cinema anyway).
Two remarks:
– "The film also allows itself many licenses with the behavior of dinosaurs." : "libertés" rather than "licences"?
– "A film to see (very) alcoholized to better forget": it is not good to encourage excessive consumption of alcohol 😁
Thanks for your comment Gui iom ! I fixed it for licenses, you're right. It is true that one aspect of the film is the least successful. There is a debauchery of synthetic images but the movements sometimes sound false. We feel like they're at full speed right now when they start running. Paradoxically the animatronics are too kawai too.
The dinos sometimes have very jerky movements and see a baby raptor jump with joy when he finds his mother, I was not in the Jurassic but it seems highly unlikely. ^^^
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