How to Spend the Night in “Jurassic Park”

lost world jurassic parkIt was late last night, and I couldn’t sleep, so I decided to watch The Lost World: Jurassic Park.

I’ve always loved the Jurassic Parks; the first one made my jaw drop, pretty much like it did for everyone else. When my daughter was little, 2-years-old, I had Jurassic Park on and she watched the part in which the T-Rex attacks the cars. I know, I know, maybe not the wisest thing to do, but I realized she was completely mesmerized — and not a bit scared. Soon, it became a ritual for her to watch the movie. When the people were talking, she was bored with it. “Go to the dinosaurs! Go to the dinosaurs!,” she’d yell. So, I’d fast forward to the T-Rex eating the goat, breaking through the fence, roaring and chomping away. She also liked the shark parts in Jaws (NEVER the beginning scene, though). My little monster/action junkie.

Of  the three Jurassic Parks, this second installment always got the worst rap, but I disagree. I think it’s underrated — at least the first part when Jeff Goldblum, as Chaos theorist Dr. Ian Malcolm, goes to Site B to rescue his paleontologist girlfriend, played by Julianne Moore, who informs him she is quite capable of taking care of herself. Surrrre. Malcolm has all the best lines, especially said with Goldblum’s inflections:

“Oh, yeah. Oooh, ahhh, that’s how it always starts. Then later there’s running and screaming.”

“When you try to sound like Hammond, it comes off as a hustle. I mean, it’s not your fault. They say talent skips a generation. So, I’m sure your kids will be sharp as tacks.”

“So you went from capitalist to naturalist in just four years. That’s something.”

“Why don’t people listen to me? I use plain and simple English, I don’t have any accent that I’m aware of…”

“The touching, why can’t she just look? She has to touch?”

Here’s the original trailer:

Now, granted the ending to this one gets a wee bit silly with a T-Rex running rampant through the streets of San Diego, but the rest of the movie is pretty spot-on, in my opinion. And at 1:00 am, the dinosaur action was a perfect cure to insomina.