And maybe most people consider this a ‘B’ movie (at best), but I love the hell out of it…
Apparently I have a thing for these love letter movies.
I really wasn’t supposed to like this movie. I very much enjoyed The Lord of the Rings; I own the extended boxset. And though the prospect of a new King Kong excited me when I first read about it in Newsweek when Jackson was wrapping up the trilogy, I think the overwhelming LotR craze exhausted me. The fandom was unbearable. Outside of Tenacious D, Jack Black typically annoys me to near death. I had last seen Naomi Watts in I Heart Huckabees, and I had a difficult time getting that character out of my mind (nowadays, I have an open proposal for Naomi to wed me).
I caught Kong opening night, and by the time the last frame fluttered away, I was a little kid all over again. The world Jackson painted with his imagination is astonishing. I understand he was working off the original, but he realized the concept on an entirely different level.
Sure, it has obvious flaws (dino stampede cgi), but they’re completely diminished in my eyes by the overflowing beauty and brilliance; a 3-hour dream that took ahold of me and refused to let go.