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glimpse of a full-size animatronic Kong, but otherwise resorts to the same cheap effects as Queen Kong
                                  and other Kongsploitation: a man in a gorilla suit,  miniature buildings and back projection).
                                  QUEEN  KONG  AS  BRITISH  CINEMA:  CAMP AND  WORLD  WAR  II

                                  Although  a  comic  romp,  the  most  popular  mode  of British  exploitation,  Queen  Kong is  otherwise
                                  out  of sync  with  other  low-budget  British  films  of the  mid-1970s.  It  lurches  through  a  number  of
                                  genres  -  musical,  science  fiction,  disaster  film,  television  sitcom  -  but  not  the  one  most  obviously
                                  hospitable to its resources and ambitions: the sex comedy. Although  Queen Kong plays like it should
                                  be  a  sexploitation  film,  it  contains  not  one  frame  of nudity.  Askwith's  bottom  is  never  bared,  and
                                  none of the 'Page 3' and Benny  Hill  girls in the cast strips further than her bikini.  Nor is  Queen Kong
                                  for kids, like other British 'monster on the loose' films such as Gorgo (1961), Digby - The Biggest Dog
                                  in the World (1973) and, on television,  The Goodies' 'Kitten Kong' sketch. There are too many drug
                                  references,  for one  thing.  Queen Kong seems  genuinely interstitial, poised between  several potential
                                  audiences  but  efficiently  tuned  into  none  of them.  As  an  item  of weird  'paracinema'  Queen  Kong
                                  makes sense nowadays,  when niche markets flourish  for camp  trash with the production values of a
                                  home  movie.  Indeed  it is  a far more  likely candidate  for enthusiastic cult  reappraisal  than  the  1976
                                  Kong, whose reputation has not improved at all.  But in the  1970s no market as such existed for camp
                                  British  trash,  unless  it was  in  the waning genres  of sexploitation  and  horror  (Horror Hospital,  1973;
                                  Dr Phibes Rises Again, 1972; The Sexplorer, 1975).
                                     There  is  one  genre  in  British  cinema,  apart  from  comic  farce,  to  which  Queen  Kong bears  an
                                  interesting  thematic  relation:  the  science  fiction  film.  Like  many  British  science  fiction  movies,  it
                                  refers  back to  the discourses  of World War Two.  While American  science  fiction  of the  1950s  and
                                  1960s  reverberated with fears  of Communism,  British  science  fiction was fixated on  the  imagery of
                                  war and the theme of national decline.  Invasion narratives such as  The Earth Dies Screaming (1964)
                                  and  Daleks — Invasion  Earth 2050 AD  (1966)  centre  on  occupation  by Nazi-like  aliens,  while  the
                                  Blitz is re-visualised in the 'trashing London' films at the turn of the 1960s:  Gorgo, Behemoth the Sea
                                  Monster (1959)  and Konga (1960)  (an earlier 'giant gorilla on the loose'  film).5  These films were both
                                  a  nostalgic  recall  of British  greatness  in  resisting  external  danger,  and  fretful  admissions  that,  after
                                  Suez  and  the  end  of consensus,  Britain  might  never  again  muster  the  same  resources  of Blitz  and
                                  Dunkirk spirit.  Queen Kong resurrects  the  discourses  of wartime  to  complement  footage  of London
                                  under simian siege: a radio broadcast declares that defeating the gorilla will be 'England's finest hour',
                                 while an ineffectual policeman (all the men in this  film  are weak and unheroic) phones his mother for
                                  advice, asking the crucial question: 'What would Churchill do now?'
                                    If Queen Kong seems surreally misjudged, the reason may be that it is not 'British' at all. One must
                                 beware of describing it too eagerly as archetypal British trash or some such misleading idealisr epithet.
                                 More accurately,  it is a botched pastiche, by an  Egyptian director and American screenwriter, of the
                                 cliches of low-brow English humour, a homage to  Carry On precisely mistimed to coincide with the
                                 eclipse of Carry On by sexploitation.  Eschewing cinema's superior possibilities for nudity and sexual
                                 explicitness,  Queen Kong is  reminiscent of other,  more innocent continuations of traditional English
                                 low  humour.  The  deliberate  bad  jokes,  numerous  film  references  and  self-mocking  address  to  the

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