It was the creepy natives part that really repulsed me. Adrien Brody isn't someone I think of outside of kind of cerebral films (not that I've seen that many of his, I'm just aware of some of his early work), but there was an instance when he was bare-chested in the darkened ship passageway, talking to Naomi, and I experienced the classic feminine sit up and look moment: he's one of those skinny guys who can be quite buff in some of his films. I'm sure he had to work out a lot to be ready for that role, and to their credit, the parts of the film I saw after the natives raided the ship I didn't see them flaunting his bare chest. I was impressed the at the remarkable durability of the negligee and peignoir she wore as she was dragged around the island.

I think the term you're trying to land on as you weigh the features of this film is "over the top." It intentionally put itself in that territory, so as to avoid criticism of the number of T Rexes in the battle, and the apatosaurus (apatosaurii?) running around on those dodgy cliff edges. I was working in a couple of rooms of the house, and I put a different film in one room but the other room still had Kong on, and I saw bits of both as I moved back and forth.

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