Friday, December 16, 2005

Hail the kinkering kongs!

Around lunch time I was sucked into the vortex of the local ASDA biodome as crowds stocked their trolleys with budget gadgetry for stocking fillers. At least the cashier lines move along faster than in Spain, where the '10 items or less' refers to topics of conversation that you intend to cover with the cashier before the next person gets a turn.

Whiled away 3 or 4 hours at the Wigan cineplex watching Peter Jackson's remake of King Kong. The point has been made before that there is probably a shorter great movie lurking within the longer almost-great movie up on the screen. Nevertheless, only a complete curmudgeon could deny the presence of beautiful moments in the beastly length.

Watch for Howard Shore as the conductor in the theatre where Kong has his NY debut. Since he was replaced as composer for the film during post production - by James Newton Howard (oops almost wrote James Newtown Hotel) - I wonder if he was conducting his own music, or had the latter's played over his arm-waving.

1 comment:

  1. But have you seen "Goodnight and Good Luck?" - a phrase familiar to all of us who have left the Midnight shirt at 4am to return home alone.
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