Just watched King Kong last night and Peter Jackson’s head is getting too big for his own good.
THREE hours long. Is it so necessary to stretch one movie to this length? If I want a director’s cut, I’ll wait for the DVD, but in the cinema I want concise editing and well-paced action. Sure, Kong’s a lovely brute, but how many times does he need to get shot at in the same scene? How long must he grimace in sadness and reach out for his lady love? How many dinosaurs is too many?
The magic is often lost when you get to see too much of it, and it’s even worse when your bladder wants to burst.
Still, you ought to catch it. It’s longwinded, but it’s one shiok monster movie.