In 1993 Spielberg’s Jurassic Park first arrived at the
cinema. It was an atypical summer blockbuster, lauded for its set pieces and
special effects. Twenty years later, as Jurassic
Park arrives in cinemas for a second time round (adding IMAX and 3D) it highlights
the disintegrating quality of the summer tent-pole film.
The majority of the
summer cinema offerings of recent years (or since the Marvel invasion) have
been closer to theme park rides than films. They are loud, flashy, long, fun
while they last but ultimately forgettable and short lived. Stories and
character seem secondary to special effects and merchandise opportunities. And,
while Jurassic Park offered huge
merchandising opportunities and broke barriers with its groundbreaking special
effects, its stories and characters are rounded, intelligent and relatable. The
special effects serve the story, not the other way round and the action evolves
organically, unafraid to focus on character.
Yet even more
significant and rare amongst recent summer films is Jurassic Park’s ability to shock and move audiences. After repeated
viewings, it is still spine tingling when the T-Rex emerges in the dark and
rain from the shredded broken electric fence or when Lex and Tim crouch,
terrified in the reflective aluminium kitchen, hiding from the predatory
Velociraptor. And, just as he can today, Spielberg effortlessly switches from
perfectly judged excitement to move the audience, such as when John Hammond
reminisces about his early flea circus, or Alan Grant is moved to tears at the
sight of the ill Triceratops.
Is it a change in the
industry that prevents the majority of summer films offering what Jurassic Park does? Is it a lack of
opportunities for new exciting directors or those experienced ones, like
Spielberg? (Spielberg himself wrote that Lincoln
(2013) was almost made for TV due to lack of investment). Or is it simply that
audiences now prefer the shallow excitement of Fast and the Furious 6 or the repetitiveness of Iron Man 3? Perhaps it is a combination
of all three, or maybe it is simply rose tinted nostalgia.
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