Kong, pt. I
Because I feel very wasteful doing non-work-related things, and because of my horrible poverty, a poverty that causes me to stare, blank-eyed, at Sally Struthers while Africanized bees nibble cornmeal crusted on my lips, I have not gone out to see a movie since May.This Sunday I will see King Kong at the Cineramadome and I am slowly edging up my expectations.
Since December doesn't bring snow out here, my only gauge of the season over the past few years has been highly-anticipated movie releases. I felt a certain Francis Fukuyama End of History vibe when The Lord of the Rings and Star Wars ended, as if I could never look forward to a movie again, unless it was my own.
I never read the Narnia books, because I'm a Buddhist, and Harry Potter for me has never adequately recovered from the first two movie adaptations, despite Azkaban's noble effort.
So Kong will be one of the less-than-handful of movies I've seen away from home this year, joining Million Dollar Baby and Revenge of the Sith. (Oh, and Pirates).
I hope it's good.
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by Marty Barrett at Thursday, December 15, 2005
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