This summer I worked in a movie theater and had the misfortune of serving waves of angry children (and millennial Disney adults) who flooded in to see the hot new dino movie, “Jurassic World: Rebirth.” I worked the night shifts. There’s a lot to be said about “Jurassic World: Rebirth,” but here’s my takeaway: You shouldn’t avoid this movie because it’s particularly bad, by which I mean unenjoyable or sloppily made; you should avoid it because you’ve already seen it. The movie was undoubtedly written by a committee of lawyers, PR reps, Mendoza grads and maybe, just maybe, a screenwriter or two. The more I thought about it, the more I realized: “Jurassic World: Rebirth” does have meaning — it’s just not the kind the filmmakers intended. The answer from “Jurassic World: Rebirth” is a resounding yes.