King Fucking Kong
Apr. 15th, 2006 06:18 pmLast night I made my way to the good old Astor Theatre (got there while you still can) to see possibly the worst film I've seen in Ages.
King Kong
Fuck me, what a steaming pile of offal.
Yet again, Hollywood, this time in the guise of a director I half respect - Peter Jackson - has spent $100 Million on special effects and about 20 cents on a dialog writer. Damn. I hate seeing good actors, such as Adrian "Big Nose" Broady", who was in the powerful film The Pianist back in 2002, speaking this utter cliched gobshite.
In fact, the only really redeeming feature was the Monkey himself, they'd put some real work into modeling a big bloody lowlands gorilla. But so what, if I wanted to see a naturally acting monkey, I'd go to the zoo or watch a doco! Why they insisted on making a remake of a remake (of a spin off, there are more King films than their are from that other monkey genre, the Planet of the Apes) I'll never understand, I suppose complaining that there are no new ideas in Hollywood is completely redundant.
And because it's a remake, it was utterly and completely predictable. Everyone in the theatre knew exactly what was coming next, and how it was going to end. It was all me and
evildoom_bunny could do to not laugh out loud in some parts.
Skull Island, the setting for most of the action of the film, was a bizarre little eco system, consisting mostly of carnivores waiting to eat intrepid white people. Kong was also constantly beset by them, makes you wonder what a giant monkey has to do to get some respect around here!
Consider yourself warned, see this animated turd at your own risk.
King Kong
Fuck me, what a steaming pile of offal.
Yet again, Hollywood, this time in the guise of a director I half respect - Peter Jackson - has spent $100 Million on special effects and about 20 cents on a dialog writer. Damn. I hate seeing good actors, such as Adrian "Big Nose" Broady", who was in the powerful film The Pianist back in 2002, speaking this utter cliched gobshite.
In fact, the only really redeeming feature was the Monkey himself, they'd put some real work into modeling a big bloody lowlands gorilla. But so what, if I wanted to see a naturally acting monkey, I'd go to the zoo or watch a doco! Why they insisted on making a remake of a remake (of a spin off, there are more King films than their are from that other monkey genre, the Planet of the Apes) I'll never understand, I suppose complaining that there are no new ideas in Hollywood is completely redundant.
And because it's a remake, it was utterly and completely predictable. Everyone in the theatre knew exactly what was coming next, and how it was going to end. It was all me and
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Skull Island, the setting for most of the action of the film, was a bizarre little eco system, consisting mostly of carnivores waiting to eat intrepid white people. Kong was also constantly beset by them, makes you wonder what a giant monkey has to do to get some respect around here!
Consider yourself warned, see this animated turd at your own risk.