That was a doozy. After a great marketing campaign and intriguing trailers feeding our imaginative minds of what Gareth Edwards can do with the Godzilla property, we can all finally see the film in its full glory. And its just sort of “meh.” Which is really unfortunate because the first half of the film had so much going for it. *SOME SPOILERS TO FOLLOW*
We have Bryan Cranston haunted by a past mistake…we have his boring son, Aaron Taylor-Johnson, that is boring with his boring wife, Elizabeth Olsen, who is also boring with their boring son. Before I go any further, nobody else finds it a little weird that these two are love interests in this film but are going to be (at least in the comic book origins) twins in the upcoming Avengers: Age of Ultron movie next summer as Quicksilver and Scarlet Witch? Okay, if nobody else finds it weird, I won’t either.
Point being, all of these characters are boring. Except for Cranston. So who does the movie follow after the first act? The boring characters. It basically turns into a mash up of Planes, Trains and Automobiles meets Pacific Rim…which is fine in theory, except our protagonist is so boring and so uncompelling that I find myself wanting a MUTO to claw my eyes out.
We finally see a glimpse of our title character 45 minutes into the movie. Great. Some action. I’m all about nuances and building character from slow development…but jeesh, for a movie called Godzilla, we only see the guy for a total of maybe 10 minutes. Which, again would be fine, if you made me care about any of the characters but I didn’t. Or at least not as much as I could and was willing to. This can all be forgiven…until our 3rd act, after our lead human had traveled from San Fransisco to Japan and back…they explained his travels way too much. If he was funny and interesting it would have been fine. But I don’t need to spend 10 minutes watching you arm a bomb and check to see if a bridge is intact.
Okay, fine, some boring plot points but I can forgive it…until the plot starts to resemble a little film we all would like to forget…you know what I’m talking about: the 1998 version of Godzilla…wherein “Zilla” is actually a female laying eggs all over New York City. Why are screen writers obsessed with all monsters procreating? Why can’t we just have monsters wanting to feed? Why does the motivation have to be sex? Granted, this is the number one motivation in most young male’s lives, but I can’t imagine it being on the top of a giant monster’s priority list that had been dormant for thousands, perhaps millions of years.
Then we kinda of watch two giant monsters do the dirty deed. If it would have had the “bow chica wow wow” bass line underneath, I would have lost it. I have to pause at this point:
Guys, I actually enjoyed this movie. For all its flaws and missteps and boring characters, it was actually pretty fun. There are a lot of easter eggs for fans of the original film and we are pretty much at a clean slate going forward. I didn’t give too much away…I just had to point out all of its flaws because they were on my mind all night. Sorry for the word vomit. Go see this thing in theaters. The set designs are great, the 10 minutes of CGI Godzilla are incredible, roar with the digitized, kinda eery sound of ending is worth the price of admission.
If anything this is a bluray rental in 7 months. Might as well see it now though.
Anybody else see it this weekend? Chances are yes, it made over 90Mil at the box office. What are you thoughts on the reboot? Am I the only one that laughed at parts that weren’t meant to be funny?