Whether or not the filmmakers realize it, what JW got right was introducing a slightly new premise and all-new characters instead of throwing Sam Neill and/or Jeff Goldblum into the jungle for a fourth time. It was never the dinosaurs that were the problem, and that's mirrored in the climax, when it's the regular old T-Rex from the original movie who defeats the Predator-Rex and saves the day.
Goldblum's return in Jurassic World 2, of course, is symbolic of how Goldblum wants a new house.
The James Bond Franchise Is A Perfect Reflection Of Hollywood's Evolution
At 24 movies and counting, the James Bond series is the very model for the long-running action franchise. Across 55 years and six different actors, this one film franchise has spanned almost the entire modern history of cinema. At first glance, you might be under the impression that all these movies are pretty much the same -- Bond travels the world, shoots a bunch of henchmen, kills the villain in some over-the-top climax, and gets the girl -- but there are some subtle ways in which the series has mirrored the changing state of Hollywood.
You can track evolving male beauty standards by looking at Bond's pectorals.
Bond started in the '60s, at the height of the Cold War. The West was seeing spies around every corner, and Hollywood was awash with secret agent thrillers like The Manchurian Candidate, The Ipcress File, and a few others. But as audience tastes evolved over the decades, Bond was also forced to evolve in order to stay relevant.
When the '70s came along and Sean Connery retired from the character, filmgoers weren't so interested in espionage and commie-whacking anymore -- they were watching things like Shaft, Foxy Brown, Dolemite, and Sweet Sweetback's Baadasssss Song. You wouldn't think that James Bond, the whitest of all superheroes, could find a way to capitalize on the Blaxploitation cinema fad, but he did -- and with vigor -- in 1973's Live And Let Die. It was Roger Moore's first outing, in which Bond fights drug dealers in Harlem and gives the middle finger to conservatives by hooking up with the first-ever black Bond girl.
"Care to touch my pole?"