I figure this is probably a very obscure Throwback Thursday post, even for my niche demographic of weirdo 40ish horror-sci-fi nerds. Believe it or not, I actually can remember receiving a pack of these “King Kong” trading cards in 1976 or 1977 or so.
I mentioned the 1976 “King Kong” remake here at the blog not too long ago. Wikipedia tells me that it was a huge commercial success despite its campy approach compared to the 1933 classic. I can only imagine that the film would strike a strange emotional chord today; in this version, the title monster climbs not the Empire State Building, but the World Trade Center. I actually hadn’t seen the movie by the time I’d gotten the trading cards — these would have been made available in 1976 or a year later, I think … I only saw this version of King Kong when it hit broadcast television years later. I remember watching it with my older sister and being frustrated by it … it seemed to take a very long time to get to the giant gorilla.
I would have been four or five years old, I guess, but I remember riding in the back of my Dad’s car on a hot summer’s day while my pal David Darling and I eagerly thumbed through the pack my father had bought for each of us.
David was my best friend at the time; he lived in the house on the corner. His family had an incredibly cool housekeeper who gave us fruit, without exception, every time we asked for it. I tasted a pear for the first time after she handed them to us through the side screen door of that corner house. She’d been in a hurry; Jan rushed around a lot … she seemed to have a lot of responsibilities. I didn’t know what a pear was, having never seen one. It looked … wrong to me, like a maybe a defective apple. David talked me into taking a bite, chomping down into his first and reassuring me that it was good. I followed suit and I loved it.
Anyway, I don’t know where David was going that day with me and my father … that wasn’t something that happened a lot. (Had he come to church with us? Or the beach?)
I can’t remember. I’m impressed with myself that I can even vaguely recall an afternoon when I was four. Those King Kong cards made a big impression on me.