Godzilla: King of the Monsters

Godzilla: King of the Monsters

While Michael Dougherty wonderfully joggled with the ridiculous in "Trick 'r treat" and "Krampus" with an apparent effortlessness, this movie is ridiculous in the worst of ways. It takes itself far too serious and entangles itself with its unnecessary convoluted plot. The fun monster movie gets side-lined for endless scenes of exposition, carried by shells of characters who make stupid decisions every ten minutes and talk like they are the most unorganized military baboons. The monster fights themselves are shrouded behind smoke, ice, water and hysterical editing and constantly cut back to characters who're far less interesting than the main attractions, making it difficult to get invested. Even though its predecessor was far from perfect, it at least had a sense of awe and atmosphere, what is sucked away in the sequel in order to further establish an universe where giant monsters go boom. There is nothing wrong with monsters clashing, but it needs to be done with a certain self-awareness. I don't recall a single joke or moment of levity in this Godzilla movie.