A true epic in every sense. One long sweeping story. No prequels or sequels or setups for a universe. Every element of Jackson's production is operating at the highest level. Truly wish that I would have seen this on the big screen. A terrible, terrible miss. I am excited, though, to dig into all of the supplemental material that Jackson films are accompanied with. I consider this a new favorite, and one of the best monster movies ever made.

What does it mean when I thought the home video style clips during the end credits were way better than the short film that preceded them? The little dialogue in the beginning was ridiculous and also made no sense at all, and Trevorrow has no idea how to shoot this franchise. There's zero sense of tension or feeling of awe. It's like a fast-forwarded, dumb version of a couple great JURASSIC PARK scenes re-made for cable TV. Definitely did not restore any hope for JURASSIC WORLD 3. Just made me more confident that it's going to suck.

What a weird, messy movie. It has moments of that charm and silly sweetness that I expect from Curtis but despite the leads being great on their own the romance is just kind of... meh? Music rocks, though, so at least it has that.

The most shocking takeaway for me was that even in 1937 Hollywood was very self-aware of the culture it was forming and its cost on the identities and lives of those who dreamed to be a part of it.