Godzilla is easily one of the, if not the, most anticipated film of 2014. It's trailer had all of the right things: evidence of a story, dramatic dialogue, scenes of the aftermath, and little hint at the king of monster's actual physical appearance. What audiences got was a film that lacked identity.
Imagine watching a film and after a third of the way through, most of the storyline dissolves and it basically becomes a porno loosely based on the premise of the film. Hard to imagine, but that was the sense I got in the theatre when watching Godzilla. The first third was driven by a powerful acting performance by Bryan Cranston, allowing the audience to sympathize with his struggle. Even Aaron Taylor-Johnson's acting performance came as a pleasant surprise early on in the film. However, (SPOILER ALERT) when Cranston's character dies, the movie loses guidance and results in destructo-porn. Taylor-Johnson becomes a bumbling shell of what he could have been and Ken Watanabe could have saved some face, but his character was unintentionally funny with the way he carried himself.
Once Godzilla proves himself (or herself) as the king of monsters, the San Francisco media thanks him. There is no way in the world that the general public could have known the Godzilla was the equivalent of the storing force of nature. For all they know, the monster fought two other monsters in the middle of San Francisco. No more, no less.
This movie was set up and headed for better things. At some point, it just failed to execute and gave into the temptation of bringing in the big bucks by virtually destroying an American city. I guess there is room for a sequel, but it won't even have the promise of a plot. Conclusion: Disappointing, Pass On It
Rating: 6.75/10
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