Godzilla: King of the Monsters
The thing to remember if you’re thinking of going to see Godzilla: King of the Monsters is that is a fucking monster fight movie, so don’t go in expecting a perfectly acted serious film. Expect bad acting, flimsy plot with plot holes so big you can drive plot holes through them and have a plot hole Inception thing going on. But also expect awesome monsters bought to life through amazing CGI.
Yes, Godzilla: King of the Monsters is a CGI masterpiece woven with a UFC mentality set in an evolving monsterverse.
The storyline, if anyone cares, is about a mad scientist going around trying to wake up all these monsters in an effort to rebalance the earth and of course, things go horribly wrong, and the plot predictably goes from stupid to stupendous, as these giant monsters use earth, and predominantly earth’s major cities as their own personal battleground.
Now don’t mis-understand my use of the word stupendous, it’s a positive thing, especially when applied to the fight scenes, these are the height of silliness, but that’s just what the inner boy child in me wants. Crazy ass monsters going toe to toe in a battle royal. And then watching Godzilla bring his A-game and go on a monster stomping rampage.
Any plot holes and bad acting flies right out the window when these behemoths take center stage, and fortunately Godzilla: King of the Monsters understands this and keeps the big fellas front and center as much as possible.
Grab a massive bucket of popcorn and a liter of coke, check your brain at the door and enjoy the monstery goodness.
Rating: M Suitable for mature audiences 16 years and over. NOTE: Violence & offensive language.