I'd be more on board with this if the middle third didn't lack the tension of the other two, thematically relevant and well-acted as it might be. This, coupled with weak connective tissue between the film's three acts, disrupts its flow.
That final act, though. I could watch Lily Gladstone pottering amongst those Montana landscapes till the horses come home.
Say what one might about the characters in the original Jurassic Park, but one thing they weren't was stupid. Jurassic World, on the other hand...
It doesn't so much milk the nostalgic teat as kill the nostalgic cow, peel off the nostalgic cow hide and parade around in it, bellowing "Look how much I look like the original film, but with a difference!" and then winks.
Its CGI is retrograde, as are its gender politics. One reason you shouldn't mistake…