Thursday, October 27, 2011
Mothra vs. Godzilla
Theme post tonight is scary movies. I have a great apartment to watch scary movies in. 3 sides are practically all windows, it's several stories up, out of my living room window I've got one of those up and down views (San Francisco streets are neither straight nor flat for the most part). On a rainy night you can open the windows, turn out the lights and watch a scary movie with a light breeze lifting the curtains.
I like them all. The classy ones like Rosemary's Baby, the trashy ones from Roger Corman, the monster movies from overseas -- especially Japan.
And I love, LOVE, all the Godzilla movies. Mothra vs. Godzilla is my personal favorite. The 1964 film is also known as Godzilla vs. Mothra and as Godzilla vs. The Thing.
Why is it my favorite?
It was a cold and wet Sunday at the end of summer and we rushed into a movie place at a strip mall to avoid the rain. I don't remember the other films -- one was one of those awful 'family' musicals (with the exception of Barbra Streisand, there was nothing good about movie musicals in the last half of the sixties) so we went with the monster movie and this was my introduction to Godzilla.
I love Godzilla.
In this film, at the end, it appears Godzilla dies. I cried when I saw it the first time. (And in the right mood, I'll cry at the end even today.) Godzilla, as you probably know, was exposed to nuclear radiation. So was Mothra. And I always loved these cautionary films. In addition, this family in the movie keeps hoping the press will have some influence but no one cares about the press coverage.
So this was really, really interesting.
And, for me, it kicks starts the Godzilla movies. I love them all -- the good ones, the schlocky ones -- but this one is my favorite because it was my first.
Closing with C.I.'s "Iraq snapshot:"