By Justin Barker (England)
I’m a Godzilla fan, see here for evidence: geekfromouterspace.wordpress.com. To say I was excited about the new Gareth Edwards movie is an understatement, I’d been looking forward to the movie’s release for a good long while. I had my Godzilla tee ready, I read a dozen reviews and then the day arrived for my trip to the cinema, my first trip of 2014. I was buzzing, beaming, happy as a pig in muck, I could have bounced along to the pictures making a Godzilla roar, naturally I didn’t it would have been inappropriate and childish.
Once I’d arrived at the cinema, purchased my ticket, selected a good seat and then waited, and waited, and waited for the damn movie I was ready to climb the walls, unfortunately I was presented with a terrible Godzilla movie, a dreadfully dull monster movie. I knew what to expect, a story barely featuring Godzilla, instead slowly building to the king of the monsters onscreen presence. I was anticipating a Spielberg-esque movie, a worthy successor to the original Jaws, all the reviews I had read had spoken of such. They lied.
Within fifteen minutes I realised I was watching a poorly scripted movie featuring barely realised characters wasting good actors like Bryan Cranston and Juliette Binoche. It became obvious, to me, Aaron Taylor-Johnson isn’t capable of carrying the weight of such a monster movie, his acting skills are non-existent, the same vacant expression for tragedy unfolding around him isn’t acting, he performed no emotional range, it was a bland performance, totally unconvincing.
The direction was also bland, I felt let down by the movie reviews, disappointed in the movie makers, angry with having wasted my time and money watching a movie that’s far too serious, far too boring, and features very little in the way of good story telling, Kaiju action, mass destruction and terrifying monster brutality.
This isn’t a good Godzilla movie, it’s not even a good monster movie, it’s a poor human drama with a couple of scenes of monsters, creatures that pound the ground when they stomp, shake the land, shatter buildings, unless of course the script calls for the human characters to haphazardly unawares stumble upon the monsters and then the monsters are sneakier than Sho Kosugi.
There’s absolutely nothing redeeming about this movie, like I’ve already mentioned it’s far too serious, far too dull, far too stupid and far too long. Fortunately for the movie producers, and all those people who make a big bundle of cash from a movie, I’m in the minority, Godzilla is a box office smash and a sequel is inevitable.