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If the original Jurassic Park was the cinematic equivalent of hearing Beethoven's Fifth for the first time, disruptive, awe-inspiring, and strangely primal, then this seventh fossilized entry, Jurassic World Rebirth, is what happens when you ask an algorithm to remix that symphony using only elevator chimes and the incessant crinkle of a Snickers wrapper. That wrapper, tossed by an over-caffeinated, under-written scientist in this film’s opening moments, is perhaps more memorable than anything that follows, a literal flake of trash that signals the lazy entropy setting in, not just in the movie’s security system, but in the script, direction, and spirit of this once vital franchise.

As a legal thriller directed by the legendary Clint Eastwood, Juror No. 2 initially led me to expect a familiar courtroom drama. However, I quickly realized that this film goes far beyond surface-level legal proceedings—it dives deep into gripping moral dilemmas that keep viewers questioning the essence of right and wrong.

Welcome to "Joker: Folie à Deux," where someone clearly thought that the Joker needed a side of show tunes with his madness. I mean, why would we want a coherent follow-up to a dark, gritty masterclass in misunderstanding society?