Man Vs. Nature

Well, my husband Russ isn't running around the apartment beating his chest and letting out primal roars, but he is completely enthralled with King Kong, the newest version which we saw the other day. He told me he thought it was the best movie he has ever seen. What???? I told him that was ridiculous. How could THAT be his favorite movie. To which he responded that I had hurt his feelings and disrespected him. What??? I am thinking to myself, "It's just a movie!!"

Russ explained that there was something about the strength, the bigness of Kong that resonates with him. How Kong captures and fights for someone he loves, although Russ tells me it isn't really love in a romance or sexual way that Kong feels for Ann Darrow, it is something more deep and instinctual. And although I am never one to perpetuate the mythical helpless female, there is something about Kong's pursuit and protection of Ann that resonates with my feminine heart. Russ and I talked about how he would like to be Kong for me. How sweet. Okay baby, King Kong can be your favorite movie.

So, Russ is now in a full-fledged journey of exploration into the man vs. nature theme in film. Last night we watched Grizzly Man, a documentary about Timothy Treadwell, who lived among grizzly bears in the Alaskan wilderness for 13 summers, and was eventually eaten by a bear. He thought he WAS a bear. Russ, let's not take this man vs. nature too far, pllllleasssse?