They might as well have called it "Jurassic Fan Service." If you love the Jurassic franchise, this fourth iteration, directed by Colin Trevorrow, is for you. You get pretty much the same story (re-created dinosaurs get loose in park, wreck shit); lots of CGI creatures rampaging in 3-D; and winks to the original 1993 film.
The set-up here is that the bigger, better park has created a bigger, badder dinosaur, the Verizon Wireless Indominus Rex, a genetic hybrid (part T. Rex, part market research!). When it gets loose, only two people can stop it: the humorless control-freak businesslady (Bryce Dallas Howard) — in high heels and a white suit, people! — and the goofy ex-Navy guy and dinosaur-whisperer (Chris Pratt).
Even though the trouble stems from god-playing with dinosaur DNA, World doesn't spend much time exploring this cautionary aspect of scientific progress fueled by capitalism. If World has one subtext to drive home, it's that uptight career women need to be literally run through the jungle (those heels!) until they get that it's all about family, family, family! (This on an island of parentless creatures created in test-tubes.) Lazy plotting and hokey dialogue all build to a big scene featuring a dino battle that is a bona fide crowd-pleaser. That would have been a great place to end the film, but World gets into another hackneyed scene of the Woman Redeemed by Mothering. That's the film's surviving dinosaur.