basil dazzle’s review published on Letterboxd:
Not much for subtlety, Vogt-Roberts practically bludgeons us to death with his intention to do politics. This honestly has to be one of the queasiest attempts at intentional politicizing to come out of Hollywood in recent years.
Just to regurgitate most of what's already been said: cartoonish Vietnam politics, fetishizing colonial narratives, woman tames beast trope, etc. And it surely doesn't shed the racism of its source material (despite every condescending attempt). Vogt-Roberts pits the entirely sympathetic giant ape against an increasingly ornery Sam Jackson hellbent on revenge. In one scene, the camera zooms in on the furrowed brow of Jackson and then of Kong, asking us to question which of them is truly the monster: a "savage" black man or a sympathetic giant ape?
Fuck off Vogt-Roberts.