Kong too long

An hour into last night's movie, Hazel and I knew we were in trouble.

Having munched our last kernel of Kong-sized popcorn, and slurped our last slurp of Kong-sized Coke, the great ape was yet to materialise. This as I realised I'd only placated the ravenous parking meter for 90 minutes.

Yes, folks, Kong is long.

And, oh, the brontosaurus scene did drag-on. (boom boom)

I'm not sure if I picked up all the subtext, but I think the moral of the story was that Kong was one very large, very naughty, but also very loveable, balding, ape.

I do wish Hazel would stop calling me 'Kong'.