After much waiting I finally made it out to see King Kong tonight. MP, The Captain, His Bride and I all went down to the Battery City Regal theaters to check out Peter Jackson’s latest. According to my movie review philosophy, I’d give it an 8. Not one of my favorites, but yet still a highly recommended film.
Anyway, it’s not really the film itself that I’d like to bring up. If you’ve seen the original, you have already have a good idea of what happens in the end. Needless to say, there was one girl sitting behind us that felt compelled to cry during the final 15 minutes of the film. And, I’m not talking a tear or two.. This was full on bawling. It made it very difficult to become even somewhat emotional when you hear someone behind you crying as if someone she knew personally had just died.
She promptly left at the beginning of the credits, and there was enough tissues on the ground that the fire marshall himself would’ve shut down the theater if he had seen it. So take it from me, if you’re going to cry in the theater — be polite and keep the bawling to a minumum.
