What was it about the big, bad lizards, the dino and every other kind of 'saurus, making a comeback half a decade ago? Whatever it was that Jurassic Park started was thought to have ended with Godzilla. It seemed that evolution left them behind on the celluloid, too (what with some really grisly monsters and mutants arriving on the marquee). But if survival of the fittest still dictates evolution, these lizards don't seem to be out of the race just yet. Not till you watch this one.
Alador is one of these lizards who finds a family in a herd of monkeys right from his birth, far away from his own kind. This is till the meteors drive them out. And he's back with his kind, but with some monkeys on his back (well, he doesn't seem to mind them). It isn't time for resting just yet, as the herd is on its way to the nesting ground. You see, all that those meteors did was rush in the mating season.
Alador seems to have hoarded all the goodness in the world as he prods the weaklings on, saves the day for the herd from rocks and monsters and deserts, and finally falls in love with grumpy leader's sis. Enough for a lifetime, you say, and walk out in a huff. You can't do much else, as it is more than likely that this little-more-than-an-hour-long movie would have ended by then.
Really, this one is too pedestrian to even hold the kids in their seats. The fact that the locations are authentic, with some neatly animated creatures thrown in, goes but a small way in appealing to our imagination. Imagination is what the script lacks, all of it having been spent in making those animal hair to move to the wind, and the grass to be crushed under their feet. Big deal, indeed! That way, the 'behind the scenes' of this flick would be more interesting.