This week, I returned to the cinema. Top gun. It was between top gun. There's a lot

of good films out at the moment, right? Supposedly good, but I'm not seeing them all. Top gun.

Elvis. Minions. Minions, the return of grew over the

rise of grew. What did you plan for in the end then? So, it was between all these films and

Jurassic Park, of course. Dominion or domination or something. Which has been absolutely

toileted, hasn't it, by the everyone? Well, I went to see Jurassic Park. Did you?

Yeah. But the rotten tombs, it's on negative tombs, isn't it, perhaps?

Is that what you're going to say? The naysay has been. Are you going to defend it?

Well, I've not seen it. As I started watching it, for the first half hour,

I was genuinely thinking this might be the worst film I've ever seen.

That's really bad, because normally even a terrible film will at least

give you something in the first 10 minutes or so normally, because there's hope at that point.

Well, let me skip to the end first. So, by the end, I enjoyed myself.

Broadly speaking. Okay. If you're a fan of the franchise,

get down there. But the first half hour, I couldn't work out whether it was

the fault of the film, or the fact I'd not been to the cinema for two and a half years,

and I was so overwhelmed by the giant screen. There was lots of information to take on board,

and I had no idea what anyone was talking about. You could no longer handle Dolby surround sound.

It was something like that, because it felt like within five minutes, I had no idea what was

happening, and they were doing a car chase around Malta, and I had no idea why they were there.

But what's going on? It was so confusing, and I can't look out. I want one of you to go,

because you can tell me if it's the film, or if it's some weird experience thing, where I'm just

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