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I was looking forward to a program which would demonstrate recent scientific advances in understanding what the world of dinosaurs was like. Instead we get a Disney-like animated view of these beasts, in which we are encouraged to get emotionally involved with the imagined struggles of a three year old triceratops, who we realize is going to get killed at a young age, since it's bones were dug up. People on dig sites are showing each other perfectly treated and preserved bones which we are supposed to believe were just lifted from the ground. The diggers then deliver scripted lines to each other which sound very artificial. I watched about 20 minutes of the first episode before giving up and doing anything more interesting.

This series attempts to offer some factoids about various topics, and tries to make it interesting and easy to digest. There are some 'experts' specific to each episode who offer some insights into what ever is being presented, and these are useful. However, there are also a regular cast of 'persons on the street' interviews with people who usually have nothing to do with the topic of the episode, but whose opinions we are supposed to consider. Curiously, these people are always wearing exactly the same outfits in each episode, thus suggesting that whatever they are talking about was all filmed at the same time, for all 20 episodes! That, or their wardrobes are extremely sparse!

I would prefer to consider these facts in a more serious documentary style.

The first ten minutes or so of this movie indicated very strongly that this movie is a load of garbage. Science is sacrificed for Hollywood gimmicks and ludicrous plot lines. There is the usual trope of a disgraced hero who is having family issues, and of course a child who we are supposed to care about. Conspiracy theorists run rampant, ignoring all good science to promote their weird ideas. This truly is the worst Hollywood has to offer. I am glad I did not pay to see this, as Amazon Prime now has it as a freebie. They should pay me to see it! I lasted about twenty minutes, which is nineteen too many.

This film is a pustulant hemmorhoid on the rectum of moviemaking.