After the Lord of the Rings series, everyone knew director Peter Jackson was going places. He announced he'd be directing a remake on
King Kong, and suddenly everyone's like, "Yo dawg, dat LOTR director, he's gonna do this King Kong movie, and iss gonna be tight, yo!"
Ah, words of wisdom. "King Kong" has all the right things in all the right places. What's most prominent is its direction: the "bug scene," where a squadron of filmmakers fend off various giant insects and arachnids, is the finest cinematic sequence I've ever witnessed. There's no cheesy dialogue, no awkward angles, and the soundtrack, instead of playing intense, precipitous James-Bond-sh
it, provides us with gloomy, enigmatic, subaqueous strings which hypnotize and confound like nothing in film history (as far as I'm concerned). I was pervaded with horror, imagining myself surrounded by various Goliath-sized wasps and caterpillars...I'm getting consternated now, just thinking...I'll go die now...
^You see that paragraph? That's the effect Jackson's direction has. I have to
battle not to shrivel like a girl, recalling that scene. Finishing this review will be difficult, recalling that scene. Right now I want to go to bed. And cry. When a film does that to a viewer, you know it's good.
"King Kong" begins following producer-director Carl Denham (Jack Black) looking for a lead actress for his new film. He spots vaudevillian Ann Darrow (Naomi Watts) and coerces her and famed writer Jack Driscoll (Adrien Brody) to tag along. They're heading toward *the mysterious Skull Island* (cue either appropriate vaudeville music or stereotypical portentous music). There's quandaries, and the crew starts hatin', but eventually they reach the island. And then the sh
ite hits the fan.
Honestly, what do you expect from a mysterious place called Skull Island? There's sententious natives, dinosaurs, gigantic bats, the aforementioned bugs...oh yeeeeeeah, that Kong fellow.
King Kong, the gargantuan hegemonic ape of Skull Island, is often acclaimed as a technological achievement, and this acclaim shows. I see Kong and I think, "Seriously dawgs, I mean seriously yo, how is this thing NOT real?" Some of the
humans look less authentic than this monster. And he's terrifying. We fear him. We fear his reign. We wish Denham wasn't such a capitalist so th