What could possibly go wrong with a billionaire philanthropist's dream to create a world in which man and dinosaur could coexist like Frankenstein and his monster? That's right, everything. That sort of silliness is always bound to result in a few deaths and an awful lot of suing. But then you still find yourself wishing that it was real because chances are if it were, you would be the first in line for a ticket. Despite the fact that most franchise fans would happily see Jurassic Park III go away, there's still more than enough love for the dinosaurs that John Hammond built to make the impending release of Jurassic World one of the hottest on the calendar. Fans owe Jurassic Park a lot: Dr Grant was the archetypal model for manliness, the effects were the stuff that gasps and amazement are made of, and somehow it made a sex symbol out of Jeff Goldblum of all people, and all while he was playing a mathematician. Mostly because he had clearly spent too much time learning Chaos Theory and hadn't quite mastered fastening his shirt buttons. This timeless dino-classic will stay forever in your heart and you're praying that Jurassic World is going to live up to the first film's standards. You've been waiting a long time for your dinosaur fix and you don't know how you will cope with life if it's anything like the third instalment in the series.
18. You're Wary Of Cars With Glass Roofs
It baffles you that someone would think to make a car with a glass roof anyway to be honest. If you're ever in an accident, the glass isn't exactly going to act like an extra shield and protect you given that it's rather flimsy, hurty and prone to shattering. But when you realise that if a T-Rex were ever to casually stroll past you when you're in your snazzy glass roofed car, you doubt you have the skills required in order to defend yourself. Particularly as you have a bad back, and lying on your back with your hands and legs in the air is something that you're going to resent, that, and the fact that a dinosaur is trying to have a nibble.
