ByEddie Sheehy, writer at
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Eddie Sheehy

They’re big. They’re scary. And lucky for us, they’re extinct. Dinosaurs have ruled the hearts and minds of children everywhere for decades. Who among us can say they didn’t spend countless hours playing with tiny, ironically petroleum based plastic dinosaurs. Who among us can say they never wanted to be a professional dinosaur when they grew up? Who among us can say they didn’t enjoy “The Land Before Time”? And who among us can say they weren’t utterly fascinated with the giant, vicious creatures that lived millions of year before us?

What happened?

What happened to that enthusiasm, the wonder, the undeniable love for dinosaurs? For just about all of us, we grew out of it. I don’t know why, but we did. At a certain point, everyone forgets how cool dinosaurs actually are.

It happened to myself at some point around the age of 8. My once virile love of dinosaurs was waning as more “important” issues began to occupy my young mind, and I had almost completely forgotten about them until one movie gave me a prehistoric slap in the face.

Obviously I’m talking about Jurassic Park. I can still remember the first time I ever saw it. I was sitting on the couch, my dad flipping through the TV channels, when we came upon the very first scene of the movie. You know what I’m talking about, the scene where some men in construction hats are moving a large, ominous metal crate, when something goes terribly wrong and one of them gets attacked. “Shoot her! Shoot HER! SHOOT HERRRR!”

The infamous scene
The infamous scene

I was hooked. What once was lost was suddenly found again, and after I worked my way through the first Jurassic Park a few dozen times, I moved onto the sequel just in time for the third installment to come out in theatres. My love for dinosaurs, and of course the film franchise was cemented, but alas all good things must come to an end.

Fast forward 12 years, and I found myself back in the same dinosaur-apathetic slump. Then, just when all hope was seemingly lost, we got the announcement that Jurassic Park 4 (now known as [Jurassic World](movie:32752)) was in the works. My interest sparked, but it wasn’t until this Monday that I began to fully remember my fondness for dinosaurs. With the leak of a brochure that included the new “features” and “attractions” added to the now modernized park, I couldn’t help but feel child-like giddiness take over me.

The leaked Jurassic World brochure
The leaked Jurassic World brochure

All of my favorite dinosaurs were on the brochure. The Baryonyx, the Apatosaurus, the Edmontosaurus, and of course, the T-Rex would all be included as part of the park, and that’s were my mind went wild.

What will they look like? What will they sound like? What will they act like? Advancements in CGI technology will allow us to see these animals like never before, and advancements in paleontology and new understandings of what they were actually like could culminate into a remarkable movie-going experience. I suddenly wanted to run home, forget about being an adult, and spend the rest of my day reading books about dinosaurs, studying for what may be included into the movies.

My obsession is returning, my love for dinosaurs is being rekindled, and I have “Jurassic World” to thank for that. Do I have fears that they’ll screw it up? No, not really, because at this point, all I’m concerned about is seeing my favorite dinosaurs, back on the big screen, reclaiming what is there’s. The premier really can’t come soon enough.


Am I just being dramatic, or is everyone else feeling the same way?


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