King Kong

Last weekend we watched King Kong at my parents’ house. We watched it in full screen because my father is old stubborn. Amy spent her time playing and wandering the house so we really thought she missed most of the movie. The movie itself was only scary when they did the major gross-out bug scene. The rest of the time, humans ran faster than dinosaurs, women ran barefoot through the jungle and violence was kept mostly off-screen. The following day Amy told us about her “dream”. “I dreamed there was a dinosaur-monster in the woods behind our house and they break you so dead that even God doesn’t have time to fix you.” I guess Amy did watch the movie.

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