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The chick fell in love with the monkey. Nuff said. Come on man, that would never happen in real life. ... And Kong falls off the Empire State Building-- A thirty-foot tall monkey for Christ sake off a hundred story building-- There's going to be crater, and everyone, and everything close by is going to be covered in monkey. Monkey entrails, monkey blood, monkey flesh-- but not a one of those folks is the least bit dirty. Enter Jack Black's character-- the wide-eyed less than scrupulous man who made the whole thing happen-- to say love killed the monkey. Ah, no Jack! You killed the monkey when you kidnapped him from his home and put him in a freak show. And then you taunted the thirty-foot monkey, Jack. You did. So, you really deserve to be covered in monkey shit for that, but the denial is probably a more pressing matter. ... And what was with the leftover Lord of the Rings sets and Orc extras? Only slightly recommended based on Black's best role, a dinosaur fight scene, and the unintended comedy of monkey love.
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