How about some poker Friday night, Fred?
King Kong vs Godzilla (1962) is a cheerfully awful entry into the Godzilla and King Kong mythologies. It’s populated with a positively silly plot unworthy of detailing; a King Kong who shoots electrical current out of his hands and has, shall we say, British teeth; mostly awful special effects, with the minor exception of a really effective giant octopus; and acting unable to cover for all of its shortcomings – the island native girls dancing to keep the big ape quiet was a trifle disturbing.
The best part may have been the end, which didn’t actually try to be definitive. Godzilla just disappears, while King Kong heads for home.
Blech.
