Filed under: Reviews | Tags: 1933, ernest b. schoedsack, king kong, merian c. cooper
Director(s): Merian C. Cooper & Ernest B. Schoedsack
In King Kong, Carl Denham is dedicated to not only deliver the world a spectacle heretofore unseen, but to create the greatest motion picture ever produced. It doesn’t take much of a stretch of the imagination to draw comparisons between Denham’s search for the beast and the production of this 1933 adventure classic, which similarly was made with lofty ambitions and presented itself as a mammoth of cinema. Beyond the special effects, the film boasts a bombastic score, including an overture—something not commonly seen in films of this genre at the time. Before Kong arrives on the screen, the film sells its import to you. And, once the great ape does arrive, the action doesn’t let up. After the arrival on Skull Island, King Kong is structured as one set piece after another, with many of them introducing a new monster for audiences to gawk at. This provokes a consistent feeling of rediscovery—by the time the pterodactyls swoop to terrorize the human characters, Kong itself feels like an old friend. If Kong’s personality is sometimes overstated by fans of the film—his relationship with Ann Darrow (Fay Wray) plays as nothing more than a dog who is particularly fond of its new toy—there is something undeniably mesmerizing about the beast. One of the great achievements of the special effects work is its ability to convey Kong’s sheer mass. When Kong splits the tyrannosaurus’ skull open, the sense of force is palpable, and the crack still sends shivers down an audience’s spine. To bring Kong to life is an achievement in itself, but to make audiences cringe at the brutality of a puppet’s actions is something else entirely.
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