Sunday, April 30, 2006


Tonight, Ulric brought over the DVD of the new King Kong film. I must say, there was more camera time for the humans and dinosaurs than expected for a 3 1/2 hour film that was supposed to be about a giant ape. There was hardly any King Kong at all! The few times in which the mighty ape did show up, I cried like a baby. However, I did not cry as hard as Lucia, the Landlord's daughter. Lucia didn't see the movie, but she didn't want to go to bed, and that is why she cried.

I haven't posted so much as of late. I have had an extended case of the hiccups. As my friend Monkey would say, please send (chocolate covered) bananas.


Yorkshire Pudding said...

Sorry to hear about your hiccups. Oerhaps you should cut down on the jungle vegetation diet and consume sausages, eggs and bacon instead! I'd heard that you were an extra in "King Kong" - what is known as a body double. I had a similar role to play in the famous "Emmanuelle" films.

Yorkshire Pudding said...

Oerhaps = Perhaps! (Old English spelling)

Fridaysweb said...

As we can't have bananas in my house due to a couple of allergies (not mine, for once!), I'm sending just plain chocolate. I hope that's okay. Feel free to share.

Nonny said...

Why did you cry when Kong was on screen? Were you upset about him being captured? Removed from the island where he was worshipped? What?

How was the human acting? Sub par compared with Kong I'm sure.

Your bias is showing, as usual.

Brad the Gorilla said...

Mr Pudding: Unlike the other apes of my species, I do consume eggs from time to time. I took your advice and ate three dozen hard-boiled eggs. The hiccups went away! You are brilliant, Mr Pudding, just brilliant.

Friday: I look forward to receiving the chocolate. I don't know about sharing, as I am generally a greedy gut when it comes to anything dealing with cacao beans.

Nonny: The human acting was okay, not great, in everyone's case except for that of Naomi Watts. The woman juggled, cartwheeled and danced for the mighty Kong and even had the nerve to tell him "enough" when she was tired. As much as I enjoyed all of the scenes in which Kong wreaked havoc, the best parts were the ones between Kong and Ann Darrow. I cried at the end, and I also cried when Kong sees Ann Darrow for the first time in NYC after he has thrown the cab cars everywhere.