This one's to King Kong. All Hail.

I just spent sixteen dollars to learn that green-eyed blondes go for big apes who on occasion are sentimental at sunrises and sunsets, but mostly destroy everything in their path while playing chest bongo drums. Oh, yes, and "beauty kills the beast." "Beauty kills the beast." That's the plot synopsis/double entendre, to spoil everything, if a spoiler is possible for a re-re-make. Which makes me wonder, when I'm 120, what movie will have the record for remake count?

The clay-mation department must've worked a lot harder this time, they're definitely getting their act together. I loved it mostly for the 1930's scenery, and in part for the endless fodder for Mystery-Science Theater 2000 voice over comedy. I'm imagining the process at the production company. "I got it! Monkey-Fu! If we remake King Kong we can have him open a can of quasi-bipedal whup-ass on Mothra...no wait...T-Rexes. Raaaaaara." (Creative type takes out Ape and T-Rex action figure, proceeds to re-enact epoch childhood battles.)