Okay, you got me. I'm not exactly the target audience for "Jurassic World Live." As I stood in line to go through security at the Barclays Center, I realized I'd forgotten something important: a child. Most of the other adults there had them, but my friends and I were utterly kidless. The vendors hawking dino plushies and spinny lights on sticks completely ignored us. But what if I told you that fun doesn't care how old you are?
"Jurassic World Live" is a show where dinosaurs come to life. Some of them might be three people in a trench coat in a triceratops puppet, but when that John Williams music starts playing, you won't even notice. It's a show about friendship — about true love, motorcycle stunts, and the complexities of app development in the modern Silicon Valley landscape. It's a show where a baby stegosaurus does a little dance because that's a really cute thing to do. It's a show where evil capitalists try to build a mood ring for dinosaurs.
At my show, there was even a funny intermission performer who threw boomerangs. He'd throw five at once and then try to catch them all, but he mostly dropped them. Like, for real, he missed them almost every time. This went on for 15 minutes. But then right before Act II, he caught all five, and the whole place erupted with applause.
That's what "Jurassic World Live" is all about: the triumph of the human spirit.
