There's enough material out there to fuel a string of reboots, but the swing toward diminishing returns has already begun.
It's fun to watch the [monsters] in action, but on the human side, the film is clumsily written, over-cast and underacted, with only frustrated soldier Samuel L. Jackson striking the right tone of crazy amid the chaos.
The action and special effects are mostly first-rate and Vogt-Roberts maintains a vaguely satiric tone that sidesteps schlockiness.
Creedence Clearwater Revival thrums on the soundtrack - has any '70s movie managed to avoid it? - but when the giant spiders start stomping, Vogt-Roberts earns the right to blast "Run Through the Jungle."
It is the platonic ideal of big, smart-dumb B-movie filmmaking - and, like Kong himself, it must be seen to be believed.
A fun if muddled monster movie that gets its best jolts from the sheer size of its beasts.
You'd say [Reilly] was the comic relief, except Kong: Skull Island can't seem to manage seriousness in the first place. Quit monkeying around.
It's wildly entertaining and it has a sense of humor about itself - and it doesn't hurt when a great big monster movie features an A-list cast including John Goodman, Samuel L. Jackson, Brie Larson, Tom Hiddleston and John C. Reilly.
Every time the movie threatens to get interesting, one of its hordes of ersatz, non-animated characters shows up and starts talking again.