If there is one thing the giddy school girl inside of my loves, its giant robots fighting giants in robots. In space.

If there is one thing the giddy school girl inside of my loves, its giant robots fighting giants in robots. In space.
“Your scientists were so preoccupied with whether or not they could that they didn’t stop to think if they should.”
I’ll get this part out of the way: I, with crossed-arm, reluctant concession, actually enjoyed Jurassic World. But that’s not what this is about.
“The American media produce a product of very poor quality. Its information is not reliable, it has too much chrome and glitz, its doors rattle, it breaks down almost immediately, and it’s sold without warranty. It’s flashy, but it’s basically junk.” – Michael Crichton
From the director that gave us the penguin that danced and the pig that talked, comes the longest and most adrenaline-pumping car chase since the last possible moment you thought O.J. might be innocent. I’ll keep the overview simple: It’s intense, it’s wild, and the action is beautiful. So why did I leave feeling unfulfilled?
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