We went to see King Kong today.
I'm not a giant gorilla fan. Never have been. I thought the original 1933 production of King Kong was appropriate to the time, when burlesque and prohibition of alcohol said it all about the culture. That is to say, "Ridiculous."
Bernie convinced me to go see Peter Jackson's King Kong. I did it because I love Bernie so much.
Our review of the movie is in the Piker Press this week.
Oh, dingles. It's a movie well worth seeing.
Good job, Mr. Jackson.
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