Spoilers
abound, beware and be warned.....
So
Godzilla is back and let's get one thing straight right off the bat,
he is awesome and by that I mean awe-inspiring in that he inspires
awe. This isn't the pathetic t-rex lite wannabe who got bitch
slapped by Ferris Bueller this is a titanic force of nature that is
unleashed upon us lucky cinema-goers like a natural disaster. He is
not good or evil he just is.
The
movie itself is good although not without issues, the Big G himself
has surprisingly little screen time and director Gareth Edwards teases
us throughout the film with brief shots of the legendary Kaiju and
the destruction in his wake before abruptly cutting away to show the
aftermath of the unseen carnage and it's only in the movies final
quarter that the King of Monsters finally
gets
to fully unleash his fury.
Obviously, with so little of the titular character it falls to the human element
to carry the film for us and it is through these characters that we
experience the full repercussions of the titanic behemoth's actions.
Things start out strong with Cranston and Binoche suffering through
the initial M.U.T.O assault but suprisingly both are quickly taken
out of the equation and it's left to Scarlet Witch and Quicksilver to
save the day, it's here that things start to slack. For starters
Elisabeth Olsen spends the entire movie wandering about in doe
eyed horror and panic leading up to the final scenes when, rather
than flee to safety she decides to wait behind for her man to come
and save her. That man in question being former Kick-Ass Aaron Taylor
Johnston who is seamlessly poured into the 'generic action hero
mould' and spends most of the films 2 hours trying to get home to his
family, although truth be told he never really seems that bothered
about it, it's like he just can't think of anything else he should be
doing. Thankfully it's established early on that he is a bomb
disposal expert
and
this skill keeps him relevant to the main story throughout the
film...
So
we spend most of the movie with Kick-Ass as he travels from America
to Japan and back again because of course the monsters decide for
some reason (in a classic case of hero bad luck syndrome) the
best place for a smackdown is in his hometown. So after some basic
exposition and exploration of a gorgeously realised ruined Japanese
city that looks like it was lifted straight from The Last of Us, some concept art of the Cloverfield Monster comes to life and starts rampaging in a beeline to the
nearest food source which happens to be radiation. Cue some visually
stunning scenes of our funky looking foe chowing down on submarines
and nuclear warheads before calling up one of his prehistoric exe's
for an impromptu booty call.

So
Godzilla is here to save us and it's a good job too as the Military
is ridiculously inept at fighting these things, to the point where I
was almost expecting the Carry On crew to pop up manning one of the tanks. For starters they
seem incapable of accurately tracking these 50 story monsters. Fair
enough the M.U.T.O's emit an EMP deadzone which stops technology
working within a mile radius (although quite why these
remnants from a prehistoric age have anti-electronic weapons I don't
know) but surely today's satellite imagery could follow a mile-wide electronic black spot? Also if you know it stops electronics
from working why the fuck do you keep flying your planes at them?
Seriously after the first couple of dozen, you think they would learn
their lesson but noooo, the air force hurls jets at these things like
a toddler throwing toys from its pram.

The
whole 'raid the nest' scene did bring back disheartening memories of
Hollywood's last attempt to bring Godzilla to the big screen but
thankfully it plays only a small part of the main story and is
quickly dealt with without echoing too much of its dire predecessor.

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