Didn't blog yesterday. My mom was on the computer.
My post today is a review of Peter Jackson's "King Kong". So, here we go.
King Kong starts with a view of Depression-Aged New York. Featured mostly are people in line for soup, and a stage filled with actors dancing around. You soon learn that one of the actors is Anne Darrow. Meanwhile, you see Carl Denham (pronounced "Denim") losing his job as a producer. He wanted to sail to an island to film, but he it looks like now he won't be able to. His main actress has quit the job, and the people sponsoring him don't want to sponsor him any more.
Immediately, you know exactly what's going to happen. Or at least, you think you do. But the film takes its predictable course. This will continue throughout the movie. Never a twist, never a change. Everything runs its way just the way it's supposed to.
Creepiness abounds in the beginning, plenty of slow-motion shots, plenty of huge insects, of quiet, then sudden bursts of sound. It was too much for my taste.
And when you finally think there are no more people to kill off, that no one else can die, more people come.
Hate the end. Hate it hate it hate it. And there's no real antagonist.
This has been a SAM review.