Maybe it's just the Barney hater in me, but I prefer my dinosaurs without dialogue. Had Dinosaur kept mute, it might have been a terrific 30 minute IMAX movie, with its state-of-the-art CGI opening sequence introducing the eldritch landscape and life forms of the Cretaceous period, or later re-creating with terrifying beauty the cataclysmic crash of a meteor. Presumably it's the one that did in the big guys some 65 million years ago, but it barely spoils the afternoon of Aladar (voiced by D.B. Sweeney), a baby-faced iguanodon who's taken in as an egg by a clan of uppity lemurs. With his adopted family riding his back, Aladar hooks up with a motley herd of survivors crossing the blasted terrain for "the nesting grounds," a promised land reminiscent of The Prince of Egypt. Leading the herd is Kron (Samuel E. Wright), a hard-ass iguanodon whose Darwinian philosophy of survival of the fittest and submission to fate clashes with Aladar's new-age platitudes about cooperation and self-actualization. You'd think that after going to the trouble of giving these prehistoric creatures voices, Disney would at least throw in a few good songs or some funny jokes. But this $200 million Dinosaur is tuneless, humorless, and devoid of charm, another sign that such movie virtues as character, plot, and point are becoming extinct.