Jurassic World: Rebirth (2025) – Film Review

Cast: Scarlett Johansson, Mahershala Ali, Jonathan Bailey, Rupert Friend, Manuel Garcia-Rulfo, Ed Skrein

Director: Gareth Edwards

Synopsis: Five years after the events of Jurassic World: Dominion, a new expedition sets off to the research facility of the original Jurassic Park in pursuit of dinosaur DNA that could lead to a medical breakthrough…

Review: Dinosaurs, you just can’t keep these prehistoric creatures off the big screen. Three years ago, much spectacle was made of the third and supposed final chapter in the Jurassic World franchise to be the one to close the curtain on a franchise 65 million years in the making. Having brought the past and the present together and stomped its way to another billion dollars at the worldwide box office, it seemed as though every last morsel of dino DNA had been extracted, and it was time to let it rest once and for all. But, in the immortal words of Jeff Goldblum’s Dr Ian Malcolm from the first film, “life finds a way”, and well, the franchise found a way to resurrect itself once more.

It has been five years since the events of Dominion, where dinosaurs and humanity were forced to co-exist alongside each other. However, due to climate change, the majority of the planet’s surface has become inhospitable to dinosaurs, except for a few areas around the equator. Consequently, these areas have become no-go zones for humans. It is discovered that the DNA of the creatures is the key to a potential new treatment for heart disease, which could be very profitable if brought to the mass market. Therefore, pharmaceutical company executive Martin Krebs (Friend) recruits Zora Bennett (Johansson) and palaeontologist Dr. Henry Loomis (Bailey) to lead a mission to the island of Île Saint-Hubert to retrieve these samples of dino-DNA and bring them back. Though when venturing into the land of dinosaurs, you know that things are not going to go as planned, and it becomes a desperate bid for survival.

In some ways, the subtitle of Rebirth is an apt one because the slate has been totally wiped clean in that no one from any of the previous six films shows up, even for the briefest of cameos. Given franchise films have in the past often tried to mine and utilise the nostalgia in place of telling a good story, this is a welcome development. You would think that with a whole new collection of characters, this would offer original Jurassic Park screenwriter David Koepp and director Gareth Edwards, himself no stranger to tackling films with gargantuan-sized monsters, the opportunity to take the franchise in an exciting new direction.

Alas, while there is enjoyment to be found, it is broadly more of what you would come to expect from a Jurassic adventure, with our protagonists setting off to this island to fulfil their mission, only for things to go wrong and for the dinosaurs to start eyeing up these humans as their next meal. Of course, the film also doesn’t pass by the opportunity to use John Williams’ theme from the original film for a predictable but effective blast of nostalgia, because who doesn’t get emotional hearing that incredible theme from the greatest musical maestro cinema has ever seen?

In Edwards’ capable hands, having also ventured to a galaxy far far away, the action sequences are unquestionably spliced with some Spielbergian DNA. However, they certainly get the blood pumping and the adrenaline flowing, including an enthralling sequence where the crew is in a race against time to extract the DNA from a Mosasaurus and a mission to save a family whose boat has drifted into some dino-dwelling waters. Compelling as these scenes are, such is the threadbare and minimal development of these characters that it becomes hard to be fully invested in their quest.

Even with such talented actors, like Johansson, Ali and Bailey turning in reliably solid performances, the material they are given lacks sufficient meat on its bones to make them as compelling as characters from previous films in the franchise, severely lacking in a memorable line or, indeed anything at all. You want to see them accomplish their mission and avoid a fate that has befallen many characters in this franchise. Yet, since the attachment the audience has to them is so threadbare, it is of little significance who makes it out of the island alive.

It is remarkable that in the 30 years since Spielberg first brought dinosaurs to life in a truly captivating way that will forever remain timeless, every sequel has attempted to replicate that magic, yet none have managed to accomplish that goal. The results have varied from entertaining to the bizarre sight of a dinosaur saying “Alan” to Sam Neill’s Alan Grant. While dinosaurs will always have an inherent appeal, it’s clear that this franchise has run out of fresh ideas. Given the inconsistency of the films over such a long period, perhaps it is time to consider letting it go the way of the dinosaurs once and for all.

Despite offering some entertaining moments, Rebirth fails to offer anything new and instead regurgitates well-worn tropes from previous films. A franchise that once roared has become stale, toothless and in need of fossilisation.

**© Walt Disney Pictures and Lucasfilm**

Indiana Jones and the Dial of Destiny – Film Review

Cast: Harrison Ford, Phoebe Waller-Bridge, Antonio Banderas, John Rhys-Davies, Toby Jones, Boyd Holbrook, Ethann Isidore, Mads Mikkelsen, Shaunette Renée Wilson

Director: James Mangold

Synopsis: Legendary archaeologist Indiana Jones finds himself in a race against time, and the Nazis, in a bid to recover a historical artefact…

Review: Whether it be the fedora, the whip, his sense of adventure, his charm, or the fact he loves to give a Nazi or two a punch to the face, the appeal of Dr Henry Walton “Indiana” Jones Jr is one which has endured throughout the decades ever since he made his debut in 1981’s Raiders of the Lost Ark. The subsequent three films which followed may have varied in quality, but what did not vary was the popularity of this character, which has endured to the point where he is widely regarded as one of the greatest characters in the history of cinema. Fifteen years after what was billed as his last adventure, Indy has dusted off the leather jacket and the whip, for another go at one final adventure.

The year is 1969 and Dr Jones is on the brink of retirement from his teaching job as a university lecturer. The Space Race between the USA and the Soviet Union is in full swing, with the former poised to be the first country to send people to the moon. While once his students were fascinated by the subject of archaeology, now they’re completely unenthusiastic and are far more interested in space, leaving Indy facing up to the prospect of a rather lonely future in retirement. This is until his goddaughter Helena Shaw (Waller-Bridge) shows up out of the blue seeking Indy’s help to locate an ancient historical artefact in the form of a dial, which is said to have belonged to Archimedes. Though, of course, the dial is also being pursued by former Nazi Jurgen Voller (Mikkelsen), who has since been recruited by NASA to assist the US with their efforts in the Space Race.

Before the globetrotting adventure to retrieve this artefact can begin however, the film turns back time to a thrilling 20-minute prologue set during the tail end of World War II minute prologue, where a younger Indy (via a digitally de-aged Ford) and his fellow archaeology enthusiast Basil Shaw (Jones) are in search of another artefact which they believe may be in the possession of the Nazis of. However, a chance encounter leads them to this dial which may or may not have some kind of magical powers of some kind to it. It wouldn’t be an Indy film without it! Fast forward 25 years, and Indy and Helena set off on a new adventure to retrieve this priceless treasure before it falls into the wrong hands.

Ford is an actor who has no shortage of legendary roles to his name, each of which he has reprised over the years to wonderful effect, and Indy is no exception. It is apparent Ford has a great affinity for this character, and despite his age, he puts in a committed performance proving there is no one else to don Indy’s fedora. Given the length of time Ford has played this role, the script by Jez Butterworth, John-Henry Butterworth, David Koepp and James Mangold leans into this longevity and the fact that an adventure of this nature would wear an adventurer of his age down. His general grumpiness, combined with Helena’s endless energy and enthusiasm, lends itself to some comedic moments, and Waller-Bridge is tremendous in the role. She is easily given the most development out of all the new characters, which is frustrating particularly where Mikkelsen’s villain is concerned. He’s an actor who has proved he can play a thoroughly unlikeable villain with nuance and subtlety to the point where you almost feel sorry for him. Unfortunately, the script doesn’t develop him much beyond he’s a former Nazi who is desperate to find this dial for his nefarious purposes and so Indy and Helena must stop him and his assortment of goons led by Boyd Holbrook’s Klaber at all costs.

It is strange that for an Indiana Jones film, there is no involvement of either franchise creator George Lucas or the director of the first four films Steven Spielberg, with both instead serving as executive producers. Taking on the reins from Spielberg is an unenviable task, but it is one which James Mangold rises to. He is a director who notably has experience with giving a beloved character the swansong they deserve and has an incredibly broad range of films across a multitude of genres in his career. The action scenes have a vibrant energy to them and are visually stunning to look at especially the opening prologue and some of the action scenes in the second act. While these are fun to watch, the film clocks in at nearly two and a half hours, it is the longest film in the franchise to date and you begin to feel that run time by the end due to some sluggish pacing. Furthermore, the film can feel a bit too reliant on the by-the-numbers nature of its plot and the nostalgia many will undoubtedly have for this franchise, aided by the score that the living legend John Williams provides. Matching the lofty standards set by two-thirds of the original trilogy (looking at you Temple of Doom), was always going to be a tall order. However, where Kingdom of the Crystal Skull fell short, Dial of Destiny turns back time to let this character roll back the years and enable him to take a final bow befitting of an iconic screen legend.