And then the movie started . . .
The beginning was intense and a bit scary, but we did okay with it given how short the scene was. Afterward, things calmed down and we were introduced to the characters and the park and DINOSAURS! Never before had we seen real dinosaurs on screen. Our eyes were wide, our jaws hanging to the floor, the popcorn and soda going untouched. It was amazing! And, honestly, what kid wouldn't be awed by the sight of lovable Veggi-saurs? I mean, we were looking at Littlefoot, a childhood hero, all grown up and happily eating leaves.
"We have a t-rex!"
Uh-oh . . .
We didn't have to be dinosaur experts to understand what a t-rex was. Between the Land Before Time and Dino Riders, we both were very familiar with the horrific creature.
And . . . the power is now out.
Not good. Even worse, the cars stopped by the goat, which, we all knew, had been there to lure the t-rex to the fence. Crap! Crap! Crap! -- big time swear for a nine year old and my mind said it three times!
I don't think I need to do a play by play of the t-rex scene since I'm pretty sure we have all seen it, and if there are those of you who haven't, well, stop reading this and go watch the movie. While you watch it, imagine being nine years old, in the front row, in a theater that has just installed surround sound. And then, imagine being abandoned while watching it. That's right, like the kids in the car, I was totally abandoned during that scene, and while my brother was two years younger than me and couldn't protect me from the dinosaurs, having him there was better than being alone. Making it worse, I didn't even know he was gone until I turned to look at him for a sense of comfort and saw an empty seat.
So, alone, and in the front row, I had to finish the t-rex scene, and, eventually the raptor scenes, which were even scarier. With the t-rex, at least you could hold still or hide somewhere low given the disadvantage its height would bring; with the raptors, they could get you anywhere, even under the bed. Following the movie, I would actually keep an eye out for good raptor-proof spots. The attic was one, which is why I always kept a folding chair in the closet so that I could quickly go up through the ceiling cutout, the vents at school another -- as long as the Blob wasn't in there (always had to take that into consideration).
Jurassic World, while entertaining, did not produce any terror like the first movie did. In fact, none of the ones that followed have, nor has any other movie that I have seen in theaters since. At home, yeah, I've been scared hundreds of times, but Jurassic Park was the only theater experience that scared me to a point of nearly wetting myself because I didn't dare get up to use the bathroom. Some might think this is horrible and grow angry with my parents, but they shouldn't, because I look upon that experience with fondness. Seeing Jurassic Park in the theater was the greatest movie going experience I have ever had, one that I wish I could relive over and over again. Oh, and for those of you who are wondering where my brother went, after searching the dark theater in a panic, he eventually found my parents and sat with them, his terrified voice constantly asking if Lex and Tim were going to get eaten.