Dixon Carter Lee
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King Kong was on the other day. My wife had never really seen more than the climbing the Empire State Building sequence, and thought my son would like to watch the funny monkey movie.
I said, "Uh, no, wait, keep watching".
She watched as Kong steps on people, pushing their heads into the mud, crushing them to death, bites them, eats them, pulls them out of sleeping beds and drops them 30 floors, hits them, pounds them, shakes them off logs so you can watch their bodies smash into rocks while they scream...
"Oh." she said. "Okay."
I hadn't seen Kong in a while, and I forgot about the slightly racist smart-ass way the natives are regarded. "Gunpowder is something new to them." "Yeah, I guess blondes are scarce around here." Nothing really bad, just, you know, superior sounding.
I said, "Uh, no, wait, keep watching".
She watched as Kong steps on people, pushing their heads into the mud, crushing them to death, bites them, eats them, pulls them out of sleeping beds and drops them 30 floors, hits them, pounds them, shakes them off logs so you can watch their bodies smash into rocks while they scream...
"Oh." she said. "Okay."
I hadn't seen Kong in a while, and I forgot about the slightly racist smart-ass way the natives are regarded. "Gunpowder is something new to them." "Yeah, I guess blondes are scarce around here." Nothing really bad, just, you know, superior sounding.
