Yeah, I wasn't going to see if I had Legit Welsh Name Angharad in my phone's autocorrect.

The Wives call her Angharad. Joe mainly calls her Splendid, but Angharad when he's especially rage-filled.

So...Jurassic World...it was basically fine and enjoyable, but I have rants both feminist and paleobiological. And, please note, script writers, that lampshading does not actually address the issue.

Because how cool would it have been if the raptors had had feathers? You can throw in a line about finding better genetic samples. Boom. Increased accuracy. And now everyone has to buy new toys.

Also, I do not believe that wearing those shoes (until the end of the fucking movie), she does not find herself some work boots somewhere.

I can't have been the only one who noticed that we knew the relationship status of every named woman in the script (unless you want to count the one lady on that initial containment team), right? That shit is not cool. It is sad when the 20-year-old entry in the franchise did better by its female characters, as a whole. This one maybe kinda passed the Bechdel...for about 3 lines in a conversation that generally didn't. Which is about the same level of dubious pass as the original. And, while the guys with lines were remarkably ethnically diverse (for this sort of movie), the women were not.

I'm pretty sure I could tell which crowd scenes were filmed in Hawaii by the ethnic makeup of the group.

So, with the resolution to the abominablesaurus, they pretty well put up a big flashing arrow when they introduced the Giant Ocean Creature What Eats Sharks. Because the ocean will fuck you up.

I realized during the big climactic fight that I was less invested in the survival of Chris Pratt, Bryce Dallas Howard, and the mini-Lois Lanes than that of the T-Rex. When the overgrown raptomeleon had it down on its side I felt like yelling at the screen for it to go after the human characters instead!

I am also skeptical that the overgrown raptomeleon could chase down and kill multiple apatosauruses in a single field as it did. Unless they also used starfish DNA to make it regenerate, a panicked tail-swipe from a 20+ ton animal would have left it with serious mobility issues after the first one that it failed to insta-kill.

Damian Lewis frontrunner to be the next Bond.

Honestly, I like Damian Lewis but I'm not sure I see that. I mean, he would look good in a tux, but the roles I've seen him in do not make me think "yes, next Bond"

So are we going to get outcry that Bond is not red-haired?

Oh, hell yes.

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I like Damian Lewis but I don't see him as Bond, at all. Timothy Dalton was my favorite Bond.

Out of the list in Tom's link, I think I'd like Richard Armitage best. His Royal Broodiness is already established.

ETA: Other than Idris Elba, I mean. If Brits make the movie, I can see it happening. Americans, NSM.

Bond. Ginger Bond.

If they can't seems to give us a ginger Doctor Who, I see no reason why Bond should overcome that stigma. ::sulks::