It wasn’t planned, exactly. My son was invited to a birthday party with a group of friends, and the birthday boy chose going to Godzilla: King of the Monsters as the main event for this get-together. My wife was tagged as a chaperone, and I was brought along for emotional support. Even though I hadn’t seen the previous film and the last Godzilla movie I’d witnessed was the one with Matthew Broderick in it, I was told that I was as prepared as I needed to be.
The spoiler-free review: It wasn’t terrible, exactly, but that’s at the standard of “It’s a Godzilla movie, so what do you expect?” The monsters and their fights were the best part of the movie, the human characters were the least interesting and often had very confusing motives and reactions, so it was a lot like the films originally made in Japan.
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