I saw this film as a symbol of how puny humans are set upon by the terrifying ogres who dominate our world

Rating: 9/10 (23 June 2015)

JURASSIC WORLD: IMAX 3D Executive producer: Steven Spielberg. Review by Dr Deena Padayachee.
WARNING: There are so many shocking scenes and heart-stopping moments in this film, that perhaps those who have Angina and ischaemic heart disease and are potential heart attack victims should skip this film. It will definitely precipitate tachycardia! As usual, I have not detailed the plot of the film as this would spoil the movie for you. One might as well get the best experience possible with a film like this one, so I took along my old 3D glasses. The lady at the entrance of the cinema told me that I needed IMAX 3D glasses. She was right. The women selling the glasses did not seem to understand me and sold me glasses costing R 8. I saw that there were three sets of glasses and explained to them which film I was going to see; then they sold me the correct set of glasses which cost R10. They made all the difference. The film is utterly graphic and larger than life. Anybody who has visited Disney world will empathise with the way in which the film rolls out, but be prepared to be terrified, absolutely terrified! This is like watching a runaway, alcoholic, Askari, irresponsible, scurrilous, mayhem-creating, rumour mongering/'prejudiced/ biased/ racist, prostitute, propaganda- 007 'academic'/ 'journalist'/ 'lawyer' in action. Only it is much worse. (If that's possible). When Umhlali Saw Mills and all their workers were in such monsters' sights, there was little that could be done to save the old firm (established 1942 burned down by arsonists in 1996) which had done so much good for our country, created so much employment for largely self taught artisans and built so many schools and homes without so much as having a municipal water supply or anything more than Earth roads. We were destroyed by the privileged part of the Ballito municipality in a macabre replay of that which the 'free West' did to poor countries across our planet from Vietnam to India to Burma to the Congo. It was horrific. This was like watching a greedy, devilish, family- destroying adulterous spouse and her demonic, lesbian lawyer on the money- grabbing trail, hunting for everything that they could steal and dismember. The results are horrendous. One just had to see the children weeping. The owner of the theme park is an Indian who has to recoup his gigantic investment. The conscienceless scientist who had created death and terror in Oppenheimer style (Remember the A Bomb) is Chinese. This came across to me as an anti Asian depiction. This sort of thing was quite common right through out the era of western cultural dominance, (remember the 'Indians' who were shot down by the hundred by murderous cowboys whose guns never ran out of bullets?) through the Ian Fleming 007 era and beyond. Nowadays shameless, brainwashed journalists continue the crude propaganda of the 'free West' and actually are fans of James Bond! The Indiana Jones character who fought off human eating dinosaurs is a tough American (of course) who did not appear to have invaded Vietnam lately. The overwhelmed, preoccupied theme park executive is drop-dead gorgeous. The film plays out through the lens of two youngsters whose parents are in the process of getting divorced. The older lad said something that really struck a chord. Lange style, he said, "All my friends' parents are divorced; what's new?" At one point a genetically manufactured, devious (in Apartheid spy-style) beast (who engineers his own release) frees a whole swarm of flying predators who swoop down on hapless humans. That was a horrific sight. They reminded me of Luftwaffe Stukas as they pounced on people, picked them up and tore them to bits. By the way, the film is replete with Mercedes vehicles. I do not think that that was an accident. I was very impressed by just how REAL the dinosaurs and other fierce shark-like creatures looked. In a larger sense, the film dramatised for me just how helpless and hapless most people are when they are picked on by the ogres of the state or large corporations. We all know bureaucrats, even health officials or call centre agents who won't do their job or will target on you. (The one predator reminded me of a technician called Mervin, the other reminded me of a Dubious Pit-her journalist scoundrel; a beast made me think of a Portia it has been my misfortune to encounter.) Think of the chaps who loot the state and then use thugs to torment those who call them to account. Our world seems to be about the GIANTS who violate the ordinary and the diminutive. We are so small, so alone and we have so little power, really. We can be picked off with the ease by the giant, sly demonic organisations which control our country and the planet. We are in the gun-sights of not only the hijackers, burglars, drug lords, rapists and savages who shoot people through toilet doors. We are in the cross-hairs of greedy, flawed 'journalists' who look for foibles in people (sometimes they even invent them) so that they can sell their newspapers; we are in the gun-sights of 'technicians' and even professionals who lie, cheat, mislead and steal. We are in the gun-sights of lawyers who will goad you to litigate (as happened with me with Pat Poovalingam) so that they can steal even more loot. We are in the gun sights of magistrates and judges who are happy to do lots of Nazi-like 'ethnic cleansing', but are soft on those whom they are delighted have been destroyed. The list is actually endless. It's the kind of stuff which barely has a look- in, in the school syllabi. Anyway, this was an amazing cinematic experience which I thought was well worth seeing.