Hell, I could even point out the other large subject of playing god with technology just for the hell of it but I'd like to point out the realness that the creatures in this book are not actually dinosaurs: they are hybrid beings with extracted ancient DNA mixed with that of other animals to fill in the gaps in their genetic sequences. I could go into the irony that a book with an underlying theme of crass consumerism was turned into a billion dollar franchise that spawned not only toys and clothing, but its own theme park attractions. I could go on about things that were changed for the film such as the juxtaposition of the childrens ages, the fact that some scenes in the book were used for later films, or that the raptor nest weirdness was left out altogether. He didn't seem very interested in reading for an English teacher he often showed films and we never finished a book we started. Jumping ahead a number of years (don't ask, a gentleman doesn't reveal his age) fine, it was 10 years, stop badgering me!, one of my high school English teachers had us read selections of the book. I would later look around on the playground for dinosaur bones on a 'dig', which were actually whitish rocks because duh. Needless to say, 1993 saw me come down with a case of dino-fever, and no, I wasn't bit by a Compy. Later that same year I would be introduced to the Mighty Morphin' Power Rangers, the first American iteration of which consisted of dinosaur-themed zords and costumes.

I remember my aunt taking my brother and me to see the movie all I knew going into it was that it was about dinosaurs and the toys looked awesome. My first memories of this were from the summer of 1993.

We are all familiar with this story, no? So my review will consist of my thoughts and experiences with it over time.

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