theriverjordan’s review published on Letterboxd:
An interpretive work from someone who has only ever seen the Peter Jackson “King Kong” (and played the accompanying video game):
I could not count if there were more location inter-titles in this, or more characters.
What I could count - was that there were zero tyrannosauruses.
There were no tyrannosauruses, and no rosy sunsets with Naomi Watts dancing on a steamer ship deck.
There was only the dancing of Alexander Skarsgård‘a pupils as he wondered what he was doing in this movie.
At some point, we lost the quiet moments - even in action films.
There was a time where Jack Black could open his eyes in awe at a disgusting bug... and everything would stop around him.
Now, every second is loaded with neon and punches that break battleships.
When will we return....
To a world where King Kong ice skates, while Adrien Brody screams in a New York accent?