Jurassic Park (the book) blew my mind. I nearly wet myself for a year waiting for the movie. Why? Cuz dinosaurs are cool. But really, though, even though dinosaurs died bizillions of years ago, every single one of us knows EXACTLY how a dinosaur would look, move, and eat children. It's like genetic memory... somehow you can just tell us about a dinosaur as a kid and *ping* all that comes back to us. For the rest of our lives, we know dinosaurs. Sooooo, as I flipped channels and noticed the newest Walking With Dinosaurs or whatever, I didn't expect to see anything amazing. With our genetic memory and ten years of computer graphics, we're jaded... see a herd of dinosaurs running by and think, "Eh, I wonder if there's a rerun of SVU on TNT." But this time there was hot dino-lovin'. "Do it like they do on the discovery channel" seems to apply even to animals they made up. But it's a bit awkward to know that someone had to decide to spend the money to have extinct sex painstakingly animated by hand. I guess a moral could be: Sex is never as interesting when it's done by hand.