Jurassic World Is All About How Blockbusters Used To Be So Much Better (Especially Spielberg's)
Despite making a boatload of money and spawning a sequel set in Wayne Manor for some ridiculous reason, Jurassic World is a lousy movie. Sure, it has some fun setpieces, but somehow a series that began with passionate arguments over scientific ethics devolved into the story of a dude who uses his fist to mime the act of dino boning.
Universal PicturesYes, dinosaurs are into butt stuff too.
Does the movie have some kind of hidden meaning? Yes and no. The story not-so-subtly makes meta overtures about how crappy it is compared to the first Jurassic Park, with one character straight up declaring that the "first park was legit." The dude is even wearing a T-shirt with the original logo.
Universal PicturesPresumably because they were out of The Lost World gymnastics leggings at the gift shop.
But comparisons to the original run even deeper than the musings of a 30-something nerd in an Old Navy graphic tee. Namely, Jurassic World is about how modern blockbusters can't compare to the work of Steven Spielberg. As argued by Battleship Pretension's Tyler Smith, the Indominus Rex, Frankensteined from assorted dino DNA, represents the current state of blockbusters -- recycling stuff you've seen before and passing it off as an exciting new spectacle.
More specifically, in this movie, the Indominus embodies Jurassic World, a soulless cash-grab trying to improve on something that didn't need improving. We get multiple scenes of the Indominus symbolically murdering your childhood, its wake of destruction contrasting with specific moments of wonder from Jurassic Park.
Universal PicturesEither it was the Indominus or Pratt went too far with that fist.
We also get coded references to the original film in the heroine's character arc. Jurassic World's Claire starts out a businesswoman dressed all in white, not unlike John Hammond ...