This is kind of random, and weird, but here is my interpretation of the movie and story of “King Kong”.
In my opinion, it’s not only a story of adventure, and thrilling events, it’s also the story of how a wild thing was tamed; it was tamed by love. ‘Kong’ is feared by all, and thus it isn’t only angry, but lonely. All of a sudden Kong meets Ann, and everything changes. After some times she learns to appreciate him, and he learns to love her. However, this is love is misunderstood by most everyone, ending his life, and ultimately her happiness in the end.