I just got home from King Kong; I found it devastating. Despite all of the action and special effects and creepy-crawlies, it was the most emotionally gripping movie I have seen in a really, really, really long time. It is a profound visual essay on themes of innocence lost and the way mankind's exploitation of the natural world for profit leads inexorably to its destruction. For all the powerful, violent, scary and deadly creatures in the world, we ourselves are truly the only monsters.
Special thanks to Tin Man for taking me; I hope I didn't embarrass you too much by sobbing like the big softie I am.