***** out of 5
123 minutes
Rated PG-13 for intense sequences of destruction, mayhem and creature violence
Warner Bros. Pictures
Article first published as Movie Review: ‘Godzilla’ (2014) on Blogcritics.
It’s hard not being biased walking into the Godzilla reboot.
To say this is my most anticipated film of the year is an
understatement. Growing up recording the old Toho films off cable on VHS
and editing out commercials by hand, I have an unabashed love for the
big green monster. Aside from my wishy-washy feelings toward Roland
Emmerich’s 1998 film, the original is still the best of the Toho
productions.
Now, Legendary Pictures (the same team behind last year’s kaiju-filled Pacific Rim)
has unleashed the big screen epic we’ve been waiting for. Director
Gareth Edwards showed how much he could do with a miniscule budget on
his first feature (Monsters), and now he proves he has what it takes to tackle something monstrously bigger and Godzilla does not disappoint.
Beginning
in the Philippines in 1999, Dr. Ichiro Serizawa (Ken Watanabe) and his
assistant Vivienne Graham (Sally Hawkins), discover an ancient skeletal
remain they were hoping belonged to Godzilla. Along with the remains,
they find two pods, one of which has hatched. Meanwhile, in Janjira,
Japan, scientist Joe Brody (Bryan Cranston) has been keeping tabs on
seismic tremors happening beneath the island’s nuclear power plant. The
plant malfunctions and Joe’s wife Sandra (Juliette Binoche) doesn’t make
it out alive.
Fifteen years later, Joe is still mourning Sandra’s death and has
been arrested trying to get back to his quarantined home to retrieve his
data from the first incident when the tremors begin again. Now, Joe’s
son Ford (Aaron Taylor-Johnson) returns to Japan where he soon realizes
that maybe his father isn’t as crazy as he thought after the giant
M.U.T.O. (Massive Unidentified Terrestrial Organism) is unleashed and
only Godzilla can stop it.
While Godzilla may not feature the razzle dazzle of Guillermo del Toro’s Pacific Rim, this is a different kind of creature feature. Screenwriter Max Borenstein (with story credited to Dave Callaham) treats Godzilla
as a globe-trotting natural disaster film. An appreciable slow-burn
keeps the monsters at bay, but once they’re on screen, Edwards isn’t
scared to bring on the money shots. When Godzilla finally makes his
appearance, make sure the theater you’re in is as big and loud as
possible — his roar just may blow your hair back.
Featuring a surprising number of nods to Steven Spielberg (Jaws, Jurassic Park, and War of the Worlds),
Edwards keeps the ball moving, making sure the two-hour runtime is
never padded. The cast manages to stay grounded, with Cranston never
coming across as too Doc Brown-ish, while Taylor-Johnson and Elizabeth
Olsen make a husband/wife team you can actually care about as the
destruction rains down around them. Yes, Godzilla is still “King of the
Monsters” and, I can’t wait to see where the franchise heads next.
Photo courtesy Warner Bros. Pictures
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