In Defense of “Jurassic World: Dominion”: A Glorious, Coherent Masterpiece of Dino-Driven Intelligence
My dear LoH,
I’ve read your review of
Jurassic World: Dominion — or, as it shall henceforth be known in
my household, “The Godfather Part II of genetically-enhanced prehistoric thrill rides” — and I must say: your entire critique is factually incorrect, emotionally suspect, and spiritually lacking in appreciation for cinematic genius.
Let’s begin with your first point: that the film is “so fething stupid.” I can only assume you meant “so fetching and superlative” and that autocorrect, in a fit of jealousy, betrayed you.
The Plot is Brilliant — You Just Don’t Understand Science
Ah yes, the “genetically engineered prehistoric locusts” storyline. You call it dumb. I call it bold ecological satire with the subtlety of a chainsaw to the frontal lobe. Do evil corporate plans need to
make sense when the real goal is to demonstrate that unchecked capitalism, hubris, and poor hiring practices can still lead to dinosaur-filled underground black markets? No. They don’t. That’s the point.
Also, if you’re asking why a biotech company would do something that would obviously bring the wrath of the world down on them… have you met any real biotech companies lately?
Ian Malcolm and the Power of Poor Hiring Practices
You question why the villain hired Ian Malcolm. Simple:
he's a chaos theorist. The man has leather jackets, glistening abs (probably still), and a talent for undermining authority with snarky monologues. If that’s not “high-risk, high-reward,” I don’t know what is. Also, every evil tech empire needs their token sexy philosopher. It's diversity hiring, just with more doom.
Coincidence? More Like Destiny
You scoff at the characters running into the
exact person who can help them. That’s not bad writing. That’s
fate. Haven’t you ever seen
Star Wars?
The Lord of the Rings? Real life? People run into helpful strangers all the time — especially when they’re being chased by feathered dinosaurs through a Mediterranean city like it’s
Fast & Furious: Pterosaur Drift.
Maise and Beta Are the Emotional Core
Now let’s talk about Maisie and Beta. You ask
why the company wants them. My friend, if you had a chance to own a tiny clone girl with scientifically unexplainable healing powers
and a baby raptor trained by a man who literally whispers at dinosaurs… would you say no? No, you wouldn’t. That’s a billion-dollar mascot opportunity waiting to happen. Plush toys, cartoons, genetically-encoded NFTs — the possibilities are endless.
Also: Beta is
perfect. I agree with you there. Beta deserves an Oscar and possibly her own miniseries on Disney+.
Final Thoughts
You say the movie “splices two films together.” That’s not a bug. That’s a feature. Why tell one story well when you can tell two barely-functional ones simultaneously and get twice the dinosaurs per minute?
In short:
Jurassic World: Dominion is a towering achievement in chaotic storytelling, deeply intelligent nonsense, and very good dinosaur puppetry. It’s not stupid —
it’s evolutionarily advanced cinema.
And the next time you want to call a movie “so fething stupid,” ask yourself:
are you just afraid of brilliance with teeth?
Respectfully (and with a pack of locusts heading your way),
A Devoted Defender of Dominion