sock_with_a_ticket

The poster and the premise are the only things about this movie to be recommended. It's really poorly written, looks as cheap as it probably was and even the best performances top out at mediocre. I've definitely seen worse, but not often.

This is one of the worst A class blockbusters I've seen only surpassed by the likes of Transformers. The writing is just plain awful, the dialogue is cliche-ridden in the exteme with far too many obvious exposition drops and badly its delivered by actors who we know are better than these performances (I understand the lure of taking this sort of job for the pay cheque, though). The plot, such as it is, is riddled with holes big enough that Godzilla could stride through them without touching the sides. A problem with a Godzilla film is making the human characters relevant, the central family with whom we're presumably supposed to feel some level of sympathy and interest are incredibly aggravating. Prior to viewing this film I'd have thought Kyle Chandler's on screen charisma could redeem almost anything that goes on around him, but we appear to have found the breaking point.

About the only worthwhile element are the monsters themselves, they're very well realised. We can only wish they were given a better vehicle to feature in. Even they, however, are not immune to writing missteps like the recently awoken one that apparently instinctively knows how to tactically negate the fire of a fighter squadron.

I'm rarely actively annoyed that I spent time on a film, but Godzilla: King of the Monsters has me irritated that I didn't tap out early and do something more worthwhile like trim my beard or vacuum the skirting boards.