Showing posts with label kaiju. Show all posts
Showing posts with label kaiju. Show all posts

Tuesday, 3 June 2014

FILM: GODZILLA (1954, 1998, 1999, 2000, 2002, 2003, 2005, 2014)


(Brief introduction.
I watched my first Japanese giant monster movie back in 1963 at a local flea pit. It was The Thing (one of the many titles of the first Mothra movie) and was rated X (no-one under 16 allowed) because the British Board of Film Censors thought giant monsters would upset children, despite mostly lacking the slightest trace of gore, when in fact they were its likely biggest audience. Since then I've seen most but not all of the Godzilla movies (maybe missing about three) and several other similar/related Japanese films like Rodan, etc. So I'm quite well versed in this eccentric subgenre.)

The first problem with doing Godzilla seriously is that you can only do it once and it's already been done back in 1954. There are two versions of this film, the Japanese original and the slimmed down with added Raymond Burr American version which is in every respect inferior to the film from which it was edited. Gojira, to give it its proper name, is a bleak movie in which the monster clearly symbolises the atomic bomb which had been used only nine years earlier on Hiroshima and Nagasaki. Cut from the American print are the quieter moments which focuses on individuals. One brief scene has a young mother in the rubble, while noise of destruction continues off-screen, cradling her young child and murmuring, "Hush, we'll be with your father soon." That is, not to put too fine a point on it, dead.

If you only see one Godzilla movie then this should be it. All the others pale in comparison and all you can do next is to make a series of giant monster fights. Rather than repeat giant monsters every other sentence, I'll use the Japanese term  kaiju to stand for giant  monsters and the giant monster sub-genre itself.  That said, this post is actually a review of the new American British-directed version but after seeing it I felt like watching the most recent era of Japanese movies which run from 1999 (with Godzilla 2000) to 2005 (ending with Godzilla: Final Wars which, so far, it is, though the Japanese also whipped out Godzilla 2000 after the critical disaster of the American Godzilla 1998) and have just completed doing so and will be commenting on, though I've also just got the Blu-ray of Godzilla 1998 which I'll watch before completing this post. And if I was speaking that sentence aloud I'd be out of breath by now. Let's take a breather anyway and look at some DVD covers.

On second thoughts, let's not. The new series of Godzilla is technically the best of the three eras, the special effects notably the models, the detailed miniatures and the kaiju themselves, with the puny humans  being less irritating and/or boring. There is some use of cgi but it's carefully done and the kaiju are always, always, always, men in suits. Unless they're giant moths, flying skinny insects, or spiders, but including Mothra larvae. Of the first three, the best is easily the third with its multi-monsters and elements of mysticism, though there's always magic around when Mothra's involved as her spokesperson are two tiny women who hold hands all the time and speak in unison but aren't twins.

This is one of the top 3 Godzilla movies ever. 
The one below, not above! And there's a neat put down of Godzilla 1998.
A new incarnation of Mechagodzilla marked another revamp of Godzilla himself and Tokyo S.O.S. is a direct sequel albeit with mostly new characters. They're both reasonable fun and everyone's favourite giant moth is back but that's about it. Godzilla: Final Wars, however, has everything a G-fan would want (except Mechagodzilla) and, alas, even more.


A group of young people have mutant genes making them faster, stronger, and more resistant to human damage than ordinary people. They're so tough that, with big guns, they can take down one of the lesser kaiju  Ebirah the monster lobster. There's also a super-submarine that can fly and go underground as well as under the sea and a few years ago it took down Godzilla, burying him/her at the South Pole.

Just as well as a sneaky bunch of aliens have disguised themselves to look like humans, secretly unleash all the monsters from previous Godzilla movies, pretend to rescue the Earth from them, and also lie about wandering planet that's going to destroy Earth in a few years unless we co-operate with them. But really they're slimy ugly things who just want to eat us.

It looks like they've won but a small group of humans and mutants escape in supersub and free Godzilla who, with a little help from Mothra, takes on all the other monsters one, two, even three at a time. Godzilla 1998 version, here called Zilla, is casually brushed aside by the real one causing the villain to throw a tantrum for its being so tuna-eating useless.

It's big, dumb, stupid and didn't make as much money as everyone expected but I love it. 

The second problem with doing Godzilla, if not seriously, but properly is what to do about the puny humans and this where we come to-

 -Godzilla 2014.

And that is the film's major weakness and has been pointed out by just about every reviewer so don't expect any devastatingly original insights from me here. With the exception of Bryan Cranston who gets offed somewhat under halfway through, you just don't give a flying fuck about any of the characters. They aren't annoying, they just aren't interesting. Aaron Taylor Wotsisname is Soldier-technician solely concerned about getting back home to make sure his wife and son are okay. While he gets involved in some fantastic set-pieces you just don't care about him as a person. Ken Watanabe is Intensity-sama, The lively vivacious British actress Sally Hawkins is Ms Infodump, Elizabeth Olsen is Nurse Working-wife in Peril, Juliette Binoche is Mrs Blink and you'll miss her, and none of the other characters raise even a remote flicker of interest.

Honestly, all the Japanese movies I've mentioned so far have more interesting characters than this one which is really really sad. Even worse, so does Godzilla 1998.This is a much and unfairly maligned film which I've just watched since typing the previous sentence. The problem is that the Japanese are right: this is not Godzilla. If they'd given it a different title/name it wouldn't have attracted anywhere near the crap on from a great height criticism it received. It's a good fun giant monster movie (not kaiju in this case which has to be a man in a suit) with a good cast (including Jean Reno, Matthew Broderick, Hank Azaria, Michael Lerner, and Harry Shearer) and engaging lead and supporting characters who are proactive rather than reactive -the main problem with G:2014. At two hours I never once felt the urge to fast forward through any of it. There's also a decent selection of extras on the 2009 Blu-ray (which only cost me a fiver) and I'll probably watch them tomorrow.

However, back to Godzilla 2014 and what it actually does get right. And also wrong.

Big complaint from many reviewers is that the title character hardly appears in his own movie. However, much as I would want to see more of the big guy, the director has it right on this score. Let's face it, the idea of giant monsters on the rampage is a silly one and there's little you can do to disguise it unless you create a mystique by building up the suspense about when he's going to appear and what he's going to look like when he does. Similarly for the other two kaiju featured in the film. Holding them back, showing only glimpses increases the expectation and this works well in terms of the film when it finally does show its hand. By this time you're psychologically prepared to take the damn things seriously. And leaving the audience wanting more is lot better than leaving them wanting less.

Of course they're cgi, not men in suits which should be a shame but isn't. The kaiju are well done and the set pieces of destruction and the fights with Godzilla are very well done indeed. The special effects are magnificent. In fact you can't fault the technical level of the film.

What didn't set so well with me was the sheer size of Godzilla, by far the largest he's ever been in any movie. It just didn't feel right. He's too damn big and too unstoppable even though the other creatures give it at fair shot, at least briefly. Also it's too easily accepted that he's the good guy who just wants to stop the other creatures from breeding and thus ending up destroying humanity if they do. You get the ludicrous sight of the U.S. navy acting as his escort across the Pacific to L.A. rather than trying to blast him to bits.

Overall I really liked what was good about it and could tolerate the not so good.

As we all now know it's become a blockbuster with a second film commissioned with the same director which poses the question: how are they going to do it without it becoming either a monsterfest or a repeat of the first film? I'd prefer the former provided it has a really good human story to provide the film's spine. Can anyone think of a third alternative?


Tuesday, 16 July 2013

CINEMA: PACIFIC RIM



Giant monsters, mmmm!

I've loved giant monster movies for as long as I can remember. The original King Kong is probably, no, certainly my favourite movie ever. I liked the early Ray Harryhausen monsters of the 50's -giant octopus and rhedosaurus (dinosaur) and am a big fan of Japanese monsters. most notably Godzilla which is a prime inspiration, along with Japanese giant robots (which predated the pathetic Transformers) which inspired the film.

So you can imagine how hot I was for this movie.

And you can also imagine my disappointment that it wasn't nearly as good as I'd hoped.

First off it shares the same problem as the Godzilla flics. When the monsters aren't on the screen the film slows to a crawl because the puny humans aren't very interesting even when they're shouting at each other, which they do a lot here. Mind you, most giant monster movies suffer from the same problem. The only one I can remember that has a great human story in it is the Korean The Host which has a dysfunctional poor family as the focus; admittedly the monster is big but not gigantic either. Despite a strong cast, PR just doesn't cut it on the human front.

Secondly, way too much of the monster action is set either at night or in/under water or both and it tends to happen way too quickly to appreciate everything that's going on. It may be more realistic (like that should matter in a film like this!) but it doesn't help the enjoyment. Basically, brighter! slower! I also would have liked to see more robot on monster action on dry land and not just in anonymous cityscapes. And something I was wondering about while the robots were shooting or firing rockets or bludgeoning the monsters was if a short sword might not be more effective. In this I was right but they were saving it for the penultimate battle.

I never thought I'd say this but I am not adding Pacific Rim to my list of DVDs to buy and I'm someone who bought Hansel and Gretel Witch Hunters on Blu-Ray! (And very good it is too -see my Amazon review or wait for me to get my finger out and review it here.)

Sunday, 20 March 2011

DVD: GAMERA VS ZIGRA / GAMERA THE SUPER MONSTER


I've really got to be in the right mood for a kaiju movie -that's Japanese giant monsters to you. Usually this means Godzilla as I have a rather large collection from the three different periods these movies were made. But when I saw these two double-backed on one DVD I just couldn't resist.

Gamera is Godzilla's dumb cousin -metaphorically speaking, that is, they aren't really related. Gamera suffers by having to be a man on his knees in a giant turtle suit. This means he isn't very agile, his arms are short. and he can't throw very well. When Gamera hurls a boulder at an opponent, he more or less lifts it up and lets it go and by some miracle it shoots straight at the enemy monster. He does have a fiery breath but it's nowhere near as effective as Godzilla's radioactive blasts.

Fortunately, the enemies from outer space who want to destroy the world with their giant monsters are so dumb that a ten year old boy can usually outwit them as happens in both these films. This is because Gamera is a friend to children and he can apparently hear them calling his name from miles away. Plus they were made for the kiddie audience which doesn't explain why I'm watching them.
I'm not going to pay much attention to Gamera vs Zigra (see them fighting above) as most of the best bits appear in Gamera The Super Monster which is basically clips from half a dozen other Gamera movies cobbled together about ten years after they were made in a kind of Gamera's Greatest Fights. Here, aliens from outer space have come hunting down 3 space women who escaped from their destroyed planet. This compilation movie was cobbled together around 1980 which is why the bad guys ship looks like a star cruiser from Star Wars (and it wouldn't surprise me it was a star cruiser from Star Wars).

Once they arrive, they send down their agent who looks just like a young Japanese woman as do the three space women. The bad girl, however, gets blamed every time one of their monsters fails to defeat Gamera which is hardly her fault. Okay, maybe she can't outwit a 10 year old boy and fails dismally to kill the space women. The space women's leader is tall with very short hair, wears trousers and reminds me of a lesbian dominatrix -but that could just be me and my interest did perk up whenever she was onscreen.
This is Gamera chomping on Viras the three-legged alien octopus.
For fans of Japanese cartoons, there are two dream sequences which feature them and Gamera, onc of which I'm sure was Battle Cruiser Yamamoto.

Okay, these two films are very silly, not terribly well made, and great to laugh at. Alternatively you can sit down with a youngish child and enjoy them together. You may, however, want to put your hands over your ears when they play Gamera's theme song.

Sunday, 28 June 2009

DVD: Yongary/Konga reviewed



It's surprising how much I remembered about Konga given that it has to be about 45 years since I've seen it but a shitload of scenes stuck in my memory and yet it's really not a very good film.

(Oh, spoiler warning. Everything remotely interesting is revealed.)

Michael Gough plays the increasingly deranged scientist who brings baby chimp Konga back from the Congo (see, Congo:Konga nothing to do with King Kong at all) along with some seeds as he's experimenting on increased growth. It's not long before he and his mature housekeeper/mistress are feeding meat to rather large carnivorous plants in the greenhouse. He's also injected baby chimp Konga with the serum turning him into a near-adult chimp.

At the college where he lectures we see the setup for the rest of the movie. There's the pretty and studious ingenue he has the hots for (and he's well old enough to be her father), the jealous boyfriend (played by Jess Conrad, a pop star trying to make it as an actor; pity he was rubbish), the dean of the college who doesn't like Michael's more outrageous pronouncements.

Out with the needle, camera goes blurry and Konga has become a man-size man in a cheap gorilla costume. Hypnotised by Gough (and with an extraordinary understanding of English, enough to follow complicated commands), Konga breaks into the dean's study and strangles him. At a soiree a few days later, Gough discovers a rival in the growth serum stakes, a Professor Tagore (not played by an Indian but a swarthy British character actor of the time who often took non-English roles). Gough and Konga follow him home and you know the rest. Jess Conrad gets sick of his professor putting the moves on his girlfriend, loses his temper and tries to strangle him. He comes to his senses and apologises and that evening as he's getting on his scooter to go and see g/f there's a rustling in the bushes and -shock!- it's Konga who does what Konga does to people Gough dislikes.

Gough shows the girl his extremely large carnivorous plants which keep opening and closing their mouths/fangs/traps(?). Now he really puts the moves on the girl who isn't too happy about it. Even less happy is the housekeeper/mistress who's looking through the window. It's one thing for her to tolerate him killing people -he's agreed to marry her if she keeps quiet- but trying to snog a student is a step too far.

She rushes to the basement, hypnotises Konga to obey only her -sure, we all know that's going to work- and rams home the needle. Finally, what we've been waiting about 75 minutes for happens. Konga gets really big, smashes the laboratory, picks up the housekeeper/mistress who has quickly turned into a doll and throws her into the flames. Still growing he bursts through the house and looks into the greenhouse.

Gough, intent on having his wicked way, hasn't heard a giant gorilla smash out of his house which is, oh, all of ten yards away. Konga smashes the glass, grabs Gough, the girl get her arm shoved into the maw of a salivating giant venus fly trap (and as we never see her being rescued, she could still be there, or in hospital minus half an arm). The police and a fire engine arrive but no-one at first notices a 30 feet tall gorilla on the other side of a wall. Fed up with being ignored, Konga decides to go into town in search of some action, growing all the time.

Michael Gough rather unwisely keeps telling Konga to put him down. Given that Konga is about a hundred feet tall by now this isn't a good idea. By the time they arrive at Big Ben, Konga gets fed up with Gough's whining and does as he's told. The crowd, who are politely lined up along the pavement watching, gasp. Konga does nothing. The army finally get their guns in position and start firing. Konga obligingly stays where he is and some of them still manage to miss a 100 feet tall gorilla from about 20 yards. Konga gets bored to death and falls down.

Then he turns into a baby chimpanzee again. On this tearful and poignant note, the film ends. For some reason I don't get a lump in my throat as I have been known to do at the end of the original King Kong.

Yongary's print is much better than the copy on my 12-pack giant monsters DVD but the film's still crap.

I've said good things about the Midnite Movie series in the past. Not this time.

Sunday, 14 June 2009

DVD: Godzilla vs Hedorah (1971)

This isn't one of the best Godzilla movies but it is one of the most memorable.

We're in the goggle-eyed, round featured, saviour of Japan Godzilla period which means it features a cute kid (though personally I prefer cute kids roasted by Godzilla's breath) with a psychic link to Big G. We have lots of cool young adult kids, dancing to excruciating pop music containing a soupcon of psychedelia, all of whom wear the most hideous movie-cool-kids clothing -thankfully most of them get it from Hedorah while holding a protest on Mount Fuji. We've got cartoon inserts illustrating various parts of the movie -pollution, Hedorah's evolution, etc. And, of course, the message that pollution is bad is not just lain on with a trowel, it is dumped on us viewers with a giant JCB. Pollution is not cool, man.

We also get the wonderful sight and one, as far as I'm aware, never repeated in any other Godilla movie, of Godzilla trying to bend double and then blasting into the air, flying backwards clutching his legs, propelled by his radiation breath. If that doesn't have you collapsing with laughter, I don't know what will.

Hedorah or, as it was known in the UK on its cinema release where I originally saw it, The Smog Monster (though Sludge Monster would be more accurate) is a wonderful creation. See the giant tadpole version smash ships! See the land stage inhaling smoke from a dozen factory chimneys at once -way to get high, man! See the flying version dissolve people and metal with its sulphuric acid farts! See Hedorah drown Godzilla in a mass of poison sludge!

I love this movie. For all the wrong reasons.



POST SCRIPT

This review was submitted to Amazon UK shortly before appearing here. I gave it a 5-star rating.