Film

The Ape Fever

Today was a hard day. I discovered I have cancer. It started just as any other lazy day would - I woke up at 9:30, ate cereal, and took a shower, but something just wasn’t right. So I went to go see “Dr. King Kong,” and confirmed I have a raging case of ape fever.

King Kong has to be the greatest thing to hit the big screen since Peter Jackson’s last film, Return of the King. In fact, Peter Jackson’s directing King Kong was a large part of why I went to go see it. From an interview I heard, the original King Kong made Pete want to become a director, and vowed to do a remake of it once he made millions on Lord of the Rings and lost hundreds of pounds that wasn’t beard weight for once.

This film has everything I want in a movie besides a back-rub: man-women love, ape-women love, dinosaur-ape fighting, ape biting man’s head off, Jack Black trying to be a good actor…etc. Apparently this movie owned, apparently I want to see it again, apparently I wish I would fall in love with an ape, and apparently you shouldn’t see this movie if you have a pace-maker, as you will be ape-pounding your chest excessively after you see this film.

I give this 9.8 shoes out of 10. If you need your cinema bone tickled this Christmas season, I highly suggest King Kong (unless of course you have a pace-maker or are deathly jealous of monkey love).

NOTE: I do not have cancer. Millions of people are affected by cancer each year and is no laughing matter. It was merely used to give this movie perspective by comparing it to a world epidemic - AIDS or Bird Flu can just as easily be used in it’s place. December might as well be cancer awareness month, so have yourself screened for cancer.

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© 2005 Jon Shoemaker.