Jurassic Park nine times at the movies. Quadruple that viewing number once the VHS landed at my local Blockbuster. I was addicted AF.
I read all the books, bought all the toys, watched all the sequels. And — blah, blah, blah — haters will say it’s because I was the target audience for dinosaur content — fine, fine, fine — but you know what?
My father, Steven Spielberg, turns seventy-five on December 18th, so don’t come at me that my dad’s not a king.Spoiler: Steven Spielberg is not my father.
I don’t know him; he doesn’t know me. But his movies have impacted me in such a paternal way, I figure the least I can do is drop him a birthday note.
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