Just when you thought that trilogies had bitten the dust, here's another highly
disturbing triquel. JP3 begins to scare you right from the beginning when you
notice that there is no mention of Steven Spielberg or Michael Crichton anywhere
in the credits. You begin to hyperventilate, and it dawns upon you that this is
just another regular big destruction film.
Things begin to go to hell in the proverbial hand basket when a guy and his son act out their suicidal desire by parasailing off the coast of Isla Sorna. And this is no ordinary island, mind you. It's got mor....