Godzilla is my kind of thrilla, one that doesn’t go into scary human territory, but more outrageously size reptilians.
The plot was well written (by director Takashi Yamazaki) and sent a great message about community spirit and how everyone can and should participate, reminiscent of The Little Engine that Could.
Additional themes presented were: If the government can’t take care of us, than we have to take care of ourselves. The the special effects out of this world. Also, you must want to live and take care of yourself accordingly.
The actors were solid: Main man Ryunosuke Kamiki is the first character I’ve seen carrying around more guilt than I do.
His gal pal, beautiful brown eyed Minami Hamabe, his mentor/lead pipe beater Munetaka Aoki, and his adoptive ‘Auntie” none other than Monster’s Sakura Ando.
The special effects were out of this world, as well as perfectly timed silences after concussive “fire breath” and stomping scenes. The mid movie attack by Godzilla was especially moving, pun and no pun intended.
I could have used a little more levity for this to be considered truly great, and the third act does drag a tiny bit. Still, it took me back to the monster movie matinees of my childhood.
