Film Review: Godzilla
Skipping all the rubbish at the start of the movie, the movie properly starts with a man fishing at the end of a pier in rainy Manhattan. He catches a fish! Oh it’s a bigun! The fish is putting up a fight, but he is reeling this bad boy in. Oh no wait IT’S FREAKIN’ GODZILLA and Godzilla is hacked off. But suddenly the 1000 tonne monster who is as tall as a skyscraper runs off and disappears… in Manhattan… and this brings me on to my first point.
Through out the movie Godzilla frequently comes out of nowhere and does some godzillarly stuff then runs off again into Manhattan and disappears. I don’t know that much about Godzilla, but I doubt he employs the tactic of a black man in Philly and does drive-bys.
Another problem with the movie is there is a giant monster running around, destroying Manhattan… so who do the US Army call on for help? a Dinosaur expert? a weapons specialist? No, a guy who researches worms. To add insult to injury, this worms expert completely ignores the US Army and enlists the help of the France’s answer to the CIA, Jean Reno, but that’s okay, because he can do a good Elvis impersonation.
Overall, I’d have more fun attaching jump leads to my nipples.
