 Would you called me a sissy if I told you I fell into tears after seeing baby Godzilla being dropped on his ass from the sky and have his chest being punctured into bloody gory chunks by that fat and retarded Destoroyah?
This is indeed a very depressing film. I couldn't take it. I mean, yes, I'm being melodramatic and ridiculously idiotic over watching a puppet getting maimed by malevolent puppet, but I can't help it. One of the things I hate in films is watching animals die, even if it's not real, and this Godzilla film is practically equivalent.
So if you are callous and heartless and like watching cute things die, then this film is highly recommended to you. |