King Kong … A Love Story


Anyone who knows me knows that an adventure is not complete without a love story. The more danger they’re in, the hotter the passion. The more opportunity for failure, the more they get to prove their worthiness of each other.

So, the love story of King Kong. Say what? Oh, yes, it’s really about a giant ape climbing the Empire State building with a cute girl clutched in his hairy paw, but in Peter Jackson’s version there’s another storyline. A more compelling one if you ask me. Ann Darrow and Jack Driscoll. They get off on the wrong foot, have all kinds of miscues, but he finally pushes past his shyness (he is a writer, after all) and gives her a big smooch. And then she gets kidnapped by the giant ape. But that doesn’t stop our hero. He’ll stop at nothing to get her back, not Kong’s massive pointy teeth, enormous bugs, dinosaurs, nor days trekking through the jungle without a shower in sight. This man is on a mission to get the girl, and by the end of the movie he’s definitely proven himself worthy of getting her.

Never in a million years would I ever say that I find Adrian Brody sexy. The man is built like a scarecrow, but his character is so compelling that I can’t help but squee when he gazes longingly at the heroine. This is the kind of story I hope to achieve because this is the kind that keeps me reeling long after the credits roll. Minus scarecrow heroes.


Other not so typical romances I adore:

The Lord of the Rings (hello Aragorn!)

Pirates of the Caribbean (my inspiration for Lightning From Red Above)

Troy (not silly Paris but sexy Eric Bana)

The Last of the Mohicans

The Mummy


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