I wanna write a review. Just like Dettol and Siwis.

First things first, spoiler's warning!

All right. I'd like to start by proudly announcing that King Kong was the first Peter Jackson's movie during which I managed not to fall asleep. Yawning is a totally different thing, of course. When you leave office at 21:15 and rush for a 3-hour-long movie that's to start at 21:30 yet actually does at 21:45 (damn you, commercials), you're entitled to 20 yawns or so.

Just so we're clear: the yawns don't count, OK? I enjoyed the movie. Honest.

Or movies. Because it was totally a trilogy of three an-hour-long movies and you won't convince me otherwise.

The first hour was so-so. Too much acting (read: talking) but the '30s New York was cool. Did they really have those tall buildings in the thirties? Bear in mind that this was barely a few years removed from Wage Rudolf's first intro of soon-to-be-a-hit Indonesia Raya.

The excessive acting (read: talking) is understandable, of course. You don't cast an Adrien Brody just to shout "Watch out!" and "I'm not leaving her!" and be nearly sucked by those giant worms. That's like casting a Brad Pitt who doesn't show his face and body the entire movie. Wait. They did.

The second hour was more like it. King Kong made his entrance and kicked them T-Rexes' butts, Naomi Watts juggled, and Adrien Brody was almost eaten by roaches and worms. Several things defied logic, but when you watch a movie like this, you leave the part of your brain that does logic at home.

Still, I can't let this one go: with all the trouble Jack Black and the ship crew went through to capture Kong, one can't help but be like, Jack, dude! Let it go, man. Get one of those smaller 'saurs -- they're supposed to be extinct, they'll sell just fine. Or those giant worms, you can start a show called Fear Factor, you know.

The last hour was somewhere between the first and the second. I kinda wanted a bigger Kong, you know, like the original version from the '30s. The current one would never stand a chance against those fighter planes. Jackson tried his best to make it look close, but come on! No way would a fighter fly that close to a building, Kong or no Kong.

And was it just my yawns or did Ms. Watts turn more and more into Ms. Kidman?

Can't complain about the special FX. Though you'd get the feeling several scenes had been behind schedule and had to be rushed in. All in all, quite enjoyable after a day-long battle with your client. And don't bother downloading it. This is one of those you gotta watch in cinema. With your SO if you can. Helps during the first hour.

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