In 1933 New York, an overly ambitious movie producer coerces his cast and hired ship crew to travel to the mysterious Skull Island, where they encounter Kong, a giant ape who is immediately smitten with leading lady Ann Darrow.
A film crew goes to a tropical island for an exotic location shoot and discovers a colossal ape who takes a shine to their female blonde star. He is then captured and brought back to New York City for public exhibition.
When bitten by a genetically modified spider, a nerdy, shy, and awkward high school student gains spider-like abilities that he eventually must use to fight evil as a superhero after tragedy befalls his family.
Carl Denham needs to finish his movie and has the perfect location; Skull Island. But he still needs to find a leading lady. This 'soon-to-be-unfortunate' soul is Ann Darrow. No one knows what they will encounter on this island and why it is so mysterious, but once they reach it, they will soon find out. Living on this hidden island is a giant gorilla and this beast now has Ann is its grasps. Carl and Ann's new love, Jack Driscoll must travel through the jungle looking for Kong and Ann, whilst avoiding all sorts of creatures and beasts. But Carl has another plan in mind. Written by
Almost all of the exterior shots of New York City, fail to depict the Chrysler building, which is very close to the Empire State Building, and at 1,046 feet, ought to nearly rival the great ape's last stand in height. See more »
As with a lot of "dinasour" movies (e.g., Jurassic Park), this shows dinos eating from a large carcass stop to chase a small, moving prey like Ann. No predator would stop eating readily available food to waste energy chasing something smaller. That would be like a lion feasting on a wilderbeast stopping to chase a meerkat. At most, it would roar at the kat to scare it away. This is particularly incorrect when the one has a full body of a dead dino in its mouth and is chasing Ann, who would be equal in size to the hand of the dead one it has. See more »
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At the end of the closing credits: "This film is dedicated with love and respect to the original adventurers of Skull Island: Merian C. Cooper, Ernest B. Schoedsack, Willis H. O'Brien, Max Steiner, Robert Armstrong and ... the incomparable Fay Wray. They continue to inspire all those who follow in their footsteps." See more »
I walked out of this COLOSSAL MESS (some spoilers)
After being expected to suspend disbelief so high even Kong on top of the since-demolished WTC couldn't reach it, I left before they drugged him and dragged him to NYC.
Ann Darrow is whipped around in the fist of Kong at speeds that would break her neck and spine in a second, yet suffers nary a scratch. Kong yanks her from where she hangs by her wrists, snapping her twine bonds that SHE can't get free from, but somehow not removing her arms from the sockets in the process. The search party somehow manages to run between the legs of brontosauruses thundering through a rock ravine, and one of them not only doesn't lose his eyeglasses, he doesn't even get them dirty! The manhandling of Ann Darrow by Kong while he fights off T-rexes ought to have left her a bag of broken-boned jelly, but she doesn't even rip her dress. Puh-lease! Does Jackson think audiences are THAT stupid? Construction workers would be happy if they could drop twenty or thirty feet onto jagged stones, land on their backs, and not even be bruised.
The search party lands in a pouring rainstorm, and arrives at their destination with completely dry clothing. This is just bad, careless film-making. Like Jackson doesn't even care.
And how does someone who's never used a machine gun manage to shoot a perfect envelope around a moving target--hitting the giant insects but never even grazing the victim? This film is WORSE than The Island.
Once you know who's intended to survive, there is ZERO tension. Script totally sucks--what's good isn't original, and what's original is tedious filler.
Jack Black has exactly two ways to express emotion: eyebrows up or eyebrows down. Naomi Watts can dance and juggle, which is the only revelation in the whole damn movie. The rest of the cast is wasted, including the completely unscary "natives" who flit in and out of blurry spooky shots.
I'm disappointed with Peter Jackson not knowing how to tell the Kong story without this kind of over-the-top inanity. A total waste of money and time. Rent the original or even the '76 remake.
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