IT WAS THE MONSTER MASH!
I don’t really need to say much about Godzilla: King Of Monsters right?
No need to elaborate on this CLASSIC icon of pop-culture; From its look, to that classic roar and that classic, phenomenal theme song.
With a fun-enough reboot in 2014, followed by the fantastically fun Kong: Skull Island, the original monster boy is back to ambivalently sort-of save the day again!
Monarch prepares to face off against a battery of god-sized monsters, as the mighty Godzilla collides with Mothra, Rodan, and his ultimate nemesis, Ghidorah.
When these ancient super-species thought to be mere myths rise again, they all vie for supremacy, with humanity caught in-between.
It’s funny that they still haven’t learnt their lesson from the previous 2 films.
HUMANS DON’T MATTER.
Yes, I get that it’s a mix of creating sense of scale and some kind of narrative as to the WHY this is occurring, but we don’t need much. We just want to see the monsters.
Like Ken Watanabe’s character in the 2014 film says: “Let. Them. FIGHT.”
Of course he returns, because he’s awesome. He’s also now joined by Vera Farmiga, Kyle Chandler, Tywin Lannister (Charles Dance) and Eleven (Millie Bobby Brown).
Vera, Millie and Kyle join Ken as “good guys” because we need some form of moral compass for reasons, while Tywin is Tywin because he’s actually a really great villain in the sense that “is he evil? or not…” (he might be?).
Things happen that get more actors involved, but I’m only here for Zhang Zhiyi cause “YASS QUEEN” since the Crouching Tiger and Rush Hour 2 days, so I’m happy to see her cast in this universe as piece of CRUCIAL LORE.
The monsters slowly start to rise, and that’s when the fun actually begins, cause again I DON’T CARE ABOUT THE HUMANS. BRING ME MONSTERS.
Godzilla is rendered once more in hellish-glory, becoming a thicc’er, bicc’er boi as the movie progresses through its royalé rumblé of epic monster proportions.
When the film is playful with its background, that’s when it excels. Godzilla has always been a little weird (in the best ways), and western culture is reluctant to lean into that. When the film plays with these themes, that’s where it really punched me in the atomic gut of nostalgia, because they were so poignant and exciting to see re-realised.
Once Godzilla goes balls-to-the-wall monster flick, it’s fresh and boisterously disastrous. The big boi throws down with the snakey boi and a lot of wild, weird sh*t happens and it’s all the better for it.
If only more of the humans died so the next film is just monsters fighting for no good reason except for the survival of the planet (insert very real metaphor for the death of our planet).
The only letdown in this film is that humans keep existing in the world of Godzilla: King Of Monsters.
But once our boy starts coming, then the action don't stop coming and hey now, he's an All-Star, bless.