It was a close vote, but in the end King Kong edged out The Invisible Man as your choice for best picture (drama) of 1932-33.Which is very convenient considering I've already written 2000 words about King Kong, with more on the way.
"We're million- aires, boys!" crowed Carl Denham, the leader of the expe- dition that dis- covered Kong and signed the forty-foot gorilla to a lucrative three-picture deal. "I'll share it with all of you. Why, in a few months, it'll be up in lights on Broadway: Kong, the Eighth Wonder of the World!"Of the twenty-four votes cast, Kong picked up eight to Invisible's seven, with I Am A Fugitive From A Chain Gang, Red Dust and The Bitter Tea Of General Yen tallying four, three and two votes, respectively.
Asked what would have happened if the vote had gone the other way, Denham said, "Well, now you know why I brought along those cases of gas bombs."
Claude Rains, star of The Invisible Man, was devastated by the loss. "We'll begin with a reign of terror," he said, "a few murders here and there, murders of great men, murders of little men, just to show we make no distinction. An invisible man can rule the world!" he shouted. "No one will see him come, no one will see him go!"Rains wasn't the only one unhappy with the vote's outcome. "After this, I'm afraid I'll be typecast as a forty-foot gorilla," said Kong, as he nursed a martini at the end of the bar. "There aren't that many parts for a forty-foot gorilla."
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"There aren't that many parts for a forty-foot gorilla."
Yeah, but what's there is cherce. . . .
I think Kong is all wrong - I see BIG things headed his way - Kong on Ice, maybe a sequel where he and the giant lizard from his home island train together to beat Mr. T, maybe branch into comedy with Danny DeVito in "Twins II" or maybe "Two Twins" (whichever the case may be). I also see a whole merchandising angle - Kong Lunchboxes, Kong Beatle Wigs, Kong Edibles (so we can all have a little Kong in us...). Then he can retire to Vegas and be a casino greeter - just like Gerry Cooney.
I think the world is his oyster, er, banana
You're getting the Kong Beatle wig for Christmas.
Actually, I'm a little worried about Kong, myself -- it's a short step from eating people and wrecking New York subway cars to partying with Charlie Sheen and doing drugs with thousand dollar hookers.
Somebody should get him into rehab, toot sweet.
well the possibility of rehab begs the question - can a monkey get the monkey off his own back?
I think my head is going to explode
What!? It's the elections, all over again.
I'm devastated, too.
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