Feels like the least effort Jarmusch has put into a film. I guess I don't get it. That being said, I feel like any criticism of this film could easily be dispelled with the reply, "it's a Jarmusch zombie film, what did you expect?

Is that Letterboxd image for this film supposed to be the ugliest thing we've ever seen, or is it an accident?

"Fuck Amok." Seen for the first time in the cinema - and I recommend everybody see it this way, as the inevitable walkouts seem central to the viewing experience.

At some point the adults in the room will realize they can't keep peddling Hammond's insane dream as something virtuous (Crichton didn't romanticize the character like Spielberg did, who projected his own desire to spoil children - which, come to think of it, sure explains why he cast Santa Claus in the role). Real pity they could only tiptoe up to the notion of animal rights, but I have a sneaking suspicion these writers are trained to space out their material (inevitable future franchise installments have to be about something, after all); zoological-industrial complex to be discussed in Jurassic Universe.