2006年NPR美国国家公共电台二月-'King Kong': Not Suitable for Children '

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Critics have called King Kong, director Peter Jackson's 207 million-dollar special effects extravaganza, a triumph of digital technology. The movie's described as featuring enough dinosaurs¹ to overrun Jurassic Park. It's been nominated for 4 Oscars: Best Art Direction,Sound Editing, Sound Mixing, and Visual Effects. But King Kong was shut out in all the major categories for this year's Academy Awards. Our commentator² Zoe Walrand is not upset by that. She was wowed by the special effects, but not in the way you might imagine.

It's no surprise that director Peter Jackson's retelling of the King Kong story appeals to boys of all ages. Recently a couple of grown-up friends coerced³ me into attending Jackson's action spectacle where we heard a few cools and awesomes whispered with reverential fervor⁴ by zealous⁵ teenagers. My friends said they thought the movie was a little silly but they expressed tremendous admiration⁶ for the special effects, translation, they loved it. I liked it okay, but I didn't think it was silly, it was terrifying. I was disturbed, startled, scared, grossed out, even afraid, just as I suspect, Peter Jackson intended.

So is the tiny girl, a wispy⁷ blonde of no more than 3 or 4, sitting 2 rows in front of me in a seat away from her daddy. As the images grew more repulsive⁸ and violent, I couldn't help but watch the screen less and the little girl more. She squirmed, rocked back and forth⁹, hopped¹⁰ on and off her chair, changed seats, hit her head and tried to talk to her daddy. He was too mesmerized¹¹ to offer the comfort of a lap or a hug. I wanted to grab her and run out of the theater before the images would traumatize before that night's dreams. I thought of Hilary Clinton's " it takes a village to raise a child " and decided¹² then and there that I would confront her father when they left the theater. I rehearsed "what on earth is the matter with you? you're her father, why would you expose your precious little child to this horror show!" I felt like a witness to child abuse but with no bruises¹³ to prove it. The action escalated¹⁴, bodies flew, the heroine trembled, terrifying creatures leapt on unsuspecting victims, people died in anguish¹⁵, and the little girl made noise, she whimpered, she pulled on her daddy's sleeve, she asked pleading,tearful questions. And finally she talked, out loud.

When her father had had it enough, he stood up and walked out, tiny daughter trailing behind. I followed, but my resolve began to fade. Wait, Wait a minute! Stop! This is none of my business. I don't know the circumstances and he is leaving the theater after all. As they neared the exit, I heard her ask yet another question in that sweet high-pitched tiny voice, then his answer, "Because you couldn't keep your freaking mouth shut!" Well, then, neither would I.

Commentator Zoe Walrand is a writer who lives in Northern California and teaches at Humboldt State University.