Once you get through the boring science crap - I'm sorry, science nerds, it's not my jam so it's 'boring science crap to me - and to the adorableness that I want to cuddle forever and a day and other amazing scenes, I end up loving this.
But soooo much boring science crap - with more apologies to science nerds. (Please note I say this with all love: nerds are passionate about something, and I love the passion even if I don't love same things all nerds are passionate about. But I proudly self-identify as a geek and nerd and I have love of all nerds and geeks.)
That being said, I love raptors.
My dad gives no fucks about any of this, but I kept babbling about the cute scene. At one point, I look up from the book at an open air picnic-concert at a vineyard and thoughtfully asked this between songs with a small frown because I know the answer:
Me: If there were a real Jurassic Park when I was child, would you have taken me?
Dad: You know how your mom feels about zoos?
Dad: She hates them. She's afraid the lions and tigers will get out and they do all the time.
Me in s small voice: Oh
Dad, laughing a little: So no, I don't think she'd take you to a zoo with animals that big.
Later on? My mom goes 'sure he'd take you, I just wouldn't go.'
Regardless, I want...