Hail to the King

Lot's of Kings in Hollywood.

The King and I
All The King's Men
The Once and Future King
King Arthur
King Cobra
King Ralph
Lion King
The Scorpion King
Return of the King
The Fisher King
King of New York
King Solomon's Mines

But none of those kings matter. I love movies. All sorts of movies. I like to transported. I like to be entertained. I like to be inspired. I like to be moved. I like to be awed.

Peter Jackson, of zombie movie and Lord of the Rings fame, has written a three hour love letter to movies and movielovers. He's remade the most famous monster of all. And the biggest thing about this King is his heart. It's not a perfect film, and sometimes goes a little overboard, but three of the best cinematic experiences in my life occured in this film, and you'd be remiss to skip it on the big screen. Scratch that. You would be a complete fool. If you love movies at all, in any way shape or form, you owe yourself the three hours of KING KONG.

I could go on and on and on about this scene or that shot, or this actor or THAT ACTRESS, but you know the score. Admittedly I've seen better films in my life, but not many. And none were quite so heart-on-their-sleeve, unabashedly B-movie monster masterpieces.