I learned a lot of things from "Mighty Peking Man":
- The Himalayas are tropical
- Leopards really enjoy it if you put them on your shoulders and spin them around
- A woman raised in the jungle can function perfectly well in society while still wearing a chamois bikini and barely speaking any sort of language
- After you've captured a one-of-a-kind animal completely unknown to science, the best way to profit from him is to stage a monster truck rally
"Mighty Peking Man" is a weird mutant hybrid of "King Kong" and all those 1950s giant bug movies, where whole blocks of downtown Hong Kong (or wherever they are) are made of very fragile models and toy vehicles. There is no way on Earth you can approach a movie like this seriously, to try to use the same standards of criticism and taste that apply to normal movies. There's a certain majesty here, an aura of utter ineptitude that transcends mere bad filmmaking and becomes art.
You gotta admire the can-do spirit of everyone involved in this movie -- I just know they were convinced they were making a classic. They probably wanted to surpass "King Kong" in grandeur and drama; instead they surpassed "Plan 9 From Outer Space" in camp and sheer manic idiocy. "Mighty Peking Man" sets a new standard in bad movies -- utterly inept and laughable, and yet highly entertaining.