The End of Oak Street

When it comes to summertime movies, many viewers expect fun thrill rides, escapist fare at its best. At the same time, though, as the summer movie season winds down, expectations tend to lower by the time August rolls around, when the dregs of its remaining releases are unceremoniously rolled out. But, every so often, audiences are in for an unexpected nifty little treat when a sleeper offering hits theaters. Such is the case with the latest effort from writer-director David Robert Mitchell, a Spielbergian sci-fi retrothriller that skillfully drops elements of the “Jurassic Park” franchise...

"The End of Oak Street" is yet another fossilized production from an entertainment industry out of fresh ideas. This is essentially Jurassic Park in 1980's US suburbia. The lead in is overlong, rather boring, more than a little cliched, leaning heavily on 80's nostalgia to carry it. Beyond that, it's predictable dinosaur action hi-jinks, a basic family adventure, with a dash of time travel nonsense.

Very limited upsides include okay but hardly sterling acting and reasonable special effects.

In summary, in this reviewers estimation this flick is what you churn out when you have no fresh...

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Rating: B-

THE END OF OAK STREET is a well-built summer blockbuster whose biggest obstacle is its own indecision about what it wants to be. The dinosaur spectacle is thrilling, Anne Hathaway anchors it with real gravity, Michael Giacchino’s score elevates nearly every set piece, and the Amblin-inspired craft on display is a genuine pleasure to watch unfold — but the moment the film tries to layer real emotional stakes onto a story ...

Ok, so the whole premiss is fairly flawed. The idea that dinosaurs could roam the streets of an American town without the military - normally first on the scene if you drop your ice cream - taking centre stage with their missiles, tanks and helicopters is even more far-fetched than the idea that velociraptors and Tyrannosaurs might be gobbling up suburban citizens. But it's true! After some some very loud and unexplained noises and some brightly flashing lights, the "Platt" family awaken to find their dog missing. Perhaps "Starbuck" has gone for a coffee? Son "Brian" (Christian Convery) is ver...

Dread creeps, chaos strikes / Jurassic meets Gremlins' smile / Anne Hathaway owns it

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