Originally Posted by Greg David
None of these films are what any level-headed film enthusiast could reasonably call "good". The writing on every one is varying degrees of awkward and stilted. But for my money, The Lost World is the worst of the bunch. It has the same poor dialogue with extra cheese, but none of the moments of wonder that make the first one tolerable.
Honestly, if you can get through that table conversation between Dern and Attenborough about the fucking flea circus, and not at least dry heave a couple of times, then you possess an iron constitution, my friend.
Then color me addle-headed. And yes, I can get thru the flea circus speech w/o dry heaving. But then, I ate a plate of habanero hot wings none of the 3 people I was hanging out with would even touch last night. For fun. So I guess I got a leg up in the constitution department, genetically speakin'. The Dern "They're still OUT there" part of the scene does give me a little heartburn, though.
It hardly needs repeating, but I'll do it anyway just as a testament to the 1st film's greatness: I was a dinosaur buff as a kid. Had every dinosaur toy I could get my hands on (and in the 70's, that meant pretty lame ones, by and large), all the dino books I could find, watched "The Lost World" and "Journey to the Center of the Earth" (the ORIGINAL, old school one with the close ups of iguanas for the dino effects) every time they came on the 4:30 Movie on Channel 7, the whole bit.
I 1st saw the original when I was 22. My brother & I were returning home from Newark (where he went to college & I went to law school at Rutgers at the same time), and completely on impulse, he veered dangerously off the road into the entrance of the now defunct Newark Cineplex 10, a state of the art (for the time) theatre; 1st in our area to offer digital sound. Pity all the shooting violence off screen saw to its demise. Anyway, I asked: "What are you doing?" Since our original plan was to just go home. He replied: "Spontaneous hangin' out. Let's go see Jurassic Park".
Since, being the dino buff I was, that was on the to do list anyway, this was a great idea in my book. We sat off the the left side of the theatre, right next to a cluster of speakers. This was probably the best movie theatre experience of my life. I echo the sentiments expressed earlier about the brachiosaurus scene, where we 1st get to see a dino in all its glory. My brother told me later he glanced over at me at that point, and I had this open mouthed look of child like wonder on my face. As he told me this, I had to laugh because I remembered feeling exactly that way as it was happening. Suddenly, I was 7 years old again, with all my dino toys and books spread out on my bedroom floor, only it was a million times better because this was the best representation of a dinosaur on screen I'd ever SEEN. When it reared up on its hind legs to get those top leaves, and came crashing down, being right next to the speakers, our seats fairly shook a bit. Great as the rest of the film was (and it truly was; when the T-rex roared in all its digitally contrived glory, that sound filled the WORLD, and I laughed my ass off at Goldblum's antics, especially "You must go faster", and its ID4 call back, the tension of the stalking raptors, Attenborough's hammy yet somehow understated performance, Wayne Knight eating up the scenery even as he is eaten, etc.), this scene will always remain my favorite. I'm not ashamed to say I'm actually getting a little misty recounting this here. This is one of only 3 films I've ever seen more than once in the theatres, the other 2 being the 1st Star Wars and Saving Private Ryan. Good company, indeed, I reckon.
Any film that can do that for you has to at least be considered "good", IMHO.