Lots of people take to criticizing filmmakers like Michael Bay and Zack Snyder for being "style without substance", but that's not really accurate. These films do have substance, it's just reprehensible substance that perpetuates a dangerous/delusional worldview. To demonize a prodigious use of imagery because of these guys is cinematic guilt by association. Thankfully, Kong came along to show us that there is another way.
Using the form of a Michael Bay film as well as Zack Snyder's preferred cinematographer, Jordan Vogt-Roberts is able to slyly subvert the Breitbart talking points that usually accompany such spectacle in favor of a more compassionate worldview. It isn't necessarily a "woke" film, but it is a wild popcorn flick that can be enjoyed without the guilt. The time has finally come for a baggage-less monster romp where someone dons a gas mask while wielding a samurai sword. Thank you, Kong.