Andy Summers’s review published on Letterboxd:
Steven Spielberg obviously had other things on his mind when he handed over directorial duties to Joe Johnston, not the snooker player, the dodgy director with the odd hit on his filmography. Spielberg must have passed on this one because he knew that Tea Leoni was slated to star in this rather disappointing third instalment of Crichton's novels. It's more dinosaurs, more man versus nature, and two bickering exes looking for their son on an adjacent island to Isla Nublar, where John Hammond and InGen brought humans and dinosaurs together after being separated by millions of years of evolution. They've even managed to snag Sam Neill's DR. Alan Grant and drag him back into the mix alongside Leoni and William H. Macy's husband and wife and a rarely better Michael Jeter. Unfortunately this one lacks the charm and deft touch of Spielberg's first two films in the franchise, and in Leoni has arguably the most annoying character in all four of the Jurassic Park films so far. Even the dinosaurs had lost a bit of sparkle, very much like Neill's DR. Grant who looked thoroughly bored throughout this, the one saving grace being the Pteranodons, about time we had some flying dinosaurs to look at.