
The makers of this latest Godzilla film seem so determined to take their subject seriously that they manage to suck almost all of the fun out of it. Instead of a monster movie with a bit of human drama to give it perspective, it feels more like a bad soap opera with a little bit of monster action thrown in here and there. Godzilla might be the name in the title, but he's sure not the star of this film.
The other person who's not the star, is Bryan Cranston. Hot off the success of Breaking Bad, he's been featured heavily in the trailers and when the film starts it does seem as though he will be its star. He's a nuclear scientist working in Japan whose wife is killed in a horrendous accident at a nuclear plant. Haunted by that day, he spends the next 15 years trying to prove that it was no accident and something caused the catastrophe. After this jump to the present day however, Aaron Taylor-Johnson (Kick-Ass), who plays Cranston's son Ford, takes over the lead role as a young soldier and family man. But then we also have Ken Watanabe and Sally Hawkins as a pair of scientists, Elizabeth Olsen as Ford's wife, and David Strathairn as an Admiral, all of whom get at least as much, if not more, screentime than the giant lizard, despite almost none of them having much personality or depth.
Godzilla himself doesn't get to make his entrance into the film until nearly the half-way point and even then we catch only glimpses of him. He emerges when it turns out that what destroyed that Japanese nuclear reactor was a giant insect creature that lives off of radiation. It was awoken 15 years ago when a mining company broke into its lair where it had lain dormant for millennia. Godzilla it seems, is this creature's natural enemy and is there to restore the balance by killing it and its mate who has also awoken.
There's the potential for some excitement, but the filmmakers seem determined to keep it as dull as possible. When after an hour into the movie we actually get to see the full Godzilla and he is about to engage in combat with the bug creature in Honolulu, the scene cuts away to Elizabeth Olsen's character and we only get to see a glimpse of the fight on a newscast. We are teased in this manner until the film's final 20 minutes where we finally get to see some true monster-on-monster action. For about 10 minutes or so the film lives up to its billing, especially when Godzilla makes use of his fire breath. He and the two monsters trample their way through San Francisco, causing mayhem and destruction, although it's all very bloodless and gore free. This final fight manages to produce the film's only stand up and cheer moment when Godzilla really lets loose with his power, but by then it's far too little, too late.
The hour and half that leads up to this final battle is filled with too many poorly written scenes of stiff actors spouting wooden dialogue that wouldn't make it into a daytime soap. Apart from Ford, we learn almost nothing about any of the other characters and it's therefore very difficult to feel much for them, despite the cast being filled with recognizable faces.
Visually the movie is fine rather than exceptional. The CGI is rather generic and mostly unexciting. Some purists have complained that Godzilla looks too fat, but he is suitably impressive without being truly wow-inducing. Still, we've come along way from the man in a rubber monster suit, smashing models, of the original films.
I can understand the filmmakers wanting to make a serious movie. With the idea of giant monsters behind it, it's very easy for this sort of movie to become campy. There's taking a movie seriously however and there's taking it so seriously that you suck all the fun out of it. I'm not asking for a comedy, but a little more sense of joy wouldn't have gone amiss. To go as seriously as this one does would require a far superior script than they managed here.


















