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angry lizard represented. Having said that, however, those human elements are added for a reason, a necessary part of the story being told, constituting an essential connection to the everyday lives of the film’s audience. Bryan Cranston’s performance as nuclear physicist Joe Brody, as shockingly brief as it turned out to be, was outstanding, making a bridge between the past and the present. The real star was Godzilla himself – a magnificent beast of immense proportions and power, bestial and entirely in keeping with the concept of nature being neutral, neither caring nor uncaring. In other words, he was there to serve a role, one which was driven more by instinct than reason. The real action, which I suspect was why many of the audience were there, was the two-on-one battle between the MUTOs and the Big G, and the demolition of half a city. Here, I thought, the film excelled – I felt a genuine sense of the awesome (in the real context of the word), the gargantuan enmity between creatures which had to be settled through tooth and claw, part of an ingrained genetic drive as natural as the procreation of the species. I have to say I thoroughly enjoyed the final two thirds, and am quite eager to watch it all again. Go on, give yourself a treat: go and watch Godzilla on the big screen – the natural home for grumpy, feisty, and stompy behemoths from a past era. Don’t forget the popcorn, though!
untenable. Ye Olde Reviewer was feeling the ennui of repetition and has started and scrapped this column three four times out of sheer boredom with genre releases. Thankfully, some new blood arrived and reinvigorated my love of horror! The Universal horror films of the 1930’s are fantastic, but we would not want to have constant remakes and rehashings of the same few stories as nauseum. The same with magazines in the horror realm, many of us started out with Fangoria or Famous Monsters of Filmland but drifted away from both because they did not change with the times to stay ahead of the trends rather than follow them. As much as I am a fan of Rue Morgue and Horror Hound, there needs to be a chorus of voices to unearth the wild, the strange, and the odd. Call me old (many do!), but there is something preferable to having a tangible, physical magazine in my hands – I cannot fully convert to digital. Perhaps I am a dinosaur. At least there are elderly scions like myself that are still putting vile magazines out in archaic formats!
From the Catacombs: Lost and Found By Jim Lesniak When you are involved in a genre for quite some time, there is occasion to feel burned out by it – thinking there is nothing new and exciting out there. Certain tropes get done to death, so to speak, as they become popular and gain mainstream popularity. Take zombies for example: we are getting diminishing returns in the decade plus since we received Brian Keene’s The Rising; the signal to noise ratio is getting
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