The third one was so terrible it was a riot. I loved the advertising before there were any trailors or anything, they kept going on about how smart the Raptors were, etc, etc. I had this image in my head; Grant and the gang running desperately through jungle vines and foliage, their faces and arms cut from the dangerous jungle plantlife. Behind them, something large is forcing its way through the trees, letting loose such a roar that they nearly a shaken off their feet. Just as all hope is lost, an old facility is sighted. They bolt for it, narrowly avoiding the maw of the predator that has hunted them across the island. As the last of them reach the building, they shut the door behind them, throwing the five bolts. They turn around to see... ...The raptors. Fifty of them. At desks. On computers. Wearing headsets. "My god," Grant gasps, "They've started their own E-business." --- Somehow I think my JP3 would have been better. =(