15th Annual New York Asian Film Festival
There's a lot I like about this movie. It's visuals are spectacular. The gritty and unique I-don't-give-a-fuck cinematography is unlike anything I've seen before. Accompanying the photography is the equally dirty score, sounding as if the music is being performed by warehouse machinery. I caught myself nodding my head along with the beat numerous times. And lastly, it's gross, which I immediately loved. The movie begins with a man grinding a metal…
So this does it. This ends my King Kong marathon.
1933, 1976, and 2005.
What did I think of Peter Jackson's adaption?
I've got to say, pretty dang awesome.
Jackson captures the feel and essence of the thirty's so incredibly well, that my favourite parts of the movie were that in the beginning and the end when we spend time in New York City. His attention to detail is extraordinary. The original clocked in at an hour and forty-six minutes,…