You’d think that might be a hindrance, but not here: The same way that Raiders of the Lost Ark was partly an homage to the action serials of an earlier age, so too was Jurassic Park an homage to the creature features and monster movies of Spielberg’s youth.
Like other Spielberg smashes (Jaws, E.T. and Raiders of the Lost Ark), Jurassic Park became a theme-park attraction — a machine to stoke awe and fear, in its audience and its maker.
No other director, alive or dead, is as good at pacing adventure films for maximum tension, awe, and satisfaction, and while Jurassic Park is not as great a film as Raiders of the Lost Ark or Jaws, it may Spielberg’s best realization of this fundamental trait.
Of course it’s a classic, but it’s not like Spielberg’s other adventures like “Jaws” or “Raiders of the Lost Ark,” which were released when I was quite young.
Spielberg was no stranger to big box office having launched three essential 1970’s and 1980’s juggernauts, Jaws, Raiders of the Lost Ark and E.T.
On the other hand, they're not necessarily what a killer shark movie or a swashbuckling matinee adventure are for, and Jaws and Raiders of the Lost Ark both benefit immeasurably from the tender loving care obvious in every frame.