Adam Simon

When the film is not saluting its venerable predecessor, camp is, mercifully, the order of the day: Trevorrow clearly realised it would be impossible to recreate the awe and emotional impact of the original film, and instead seems to more than occasionally huff from the same Nitrous oxide that fuelled the other dino movie of 1993, Roger Corman’s Carnosaur, though with regrettably less gore.