I admit to being a Godzilla lover. I grew up on the Big Whatsis, although I’m old enough for that to mean that I watch the original 1956 film in its American incarnation, with the added Raymond Burr scenes, as well as the rare showing of *Gigantis , the Fire Monster/The Volcano Monsters**I actually saw King Kong vs. Godzilla at a drive-in for the first time, and many of the subsequent films of the Big G at matinees and the like.
Anyway, I also loved flicks like the Beast from 20,000 Fathoms, Ray Harryhausen’s ground-breaking solo effort, which introduced his Dynamation/Dynarama/Reality Sandwich technique (which he used because he couldn’t afford the army of technicians his mentor Willis O’Brien used to create his glass paintings and forced perspective sets). TBf20kF is what Godzilla director Inoshiro Honda aspired to, but couldn’t, in his turn, afford. So instead we got Haruo Nakajima walking around in an ill-fitting rubber suit, interspersed with a few scenes using Eiji Tsuburaya’s puppet model. But mainly the guy in the suit. It was pretty skillfully set up in the first movie, with the monster shot mainly at night and dramatically silhouetted, moving with deliberate and ponderous slowness that was matched by the heavy bass soundtrack.
They kind of tried to keep it up in the second film (where Godzilla had a LOT more teeth. Pointier ones, too). But then along came King Kong vs. Godzilla, which had color (like that upstart, Rodan), and suddenly he could move faster and you could see him a lot more clearly, and they stopped trying to be so serious. And they made a gazillion sequels that over the next two decades declined into incredible silliness (I mean, Son of Godzilla? Seriously? )
But the damned things remained incredibly popular. A big reason for this was undoubtedly that they were cheap. Independent TV stations could buy the lot and show them over and over. Everybody knew them. It’s the same reason that everyone knows all the Bugs Bunny cartoons but few of the classic Mickey Mouse cartoons – Warner Brothers rented out their library of 1940s cartoons to everybody, while Disney kept theirs locked away in a vault. So Bugs Bunny became an icon. So did Godzilla, while The Beast from 20,000 Fathoms is known to dinosaur and fantasy film aficionados.
It still boggles my mind that NBC could show a film as atrocious as Godzilla vs. Megalon on prime time TV, hosted by John Belushi in the Saturday Night Live Godzilla suit. Try doing that with the Beast from 20,000 Fathoms!
Then they rebooted the series. Three times. (not to mention the 1998 Roland Emmerich version with the Americanized CGI-generated monster) The damned films continue to play major movie theaters.
Here’s the thing, and my observation and question. I visited my mother last weekend. She told me about watching Godzilla movies, and she’d picked up a DVD of Godzilla films. Really. My mom, never a big fan of fantasy or science fiction, would watch Godzilla. So, I recall, would my grandmother, before she died.
Why?
Neither of them would sit down and watch your typical monster movie, or fantastic film. I had to drag her to see Star Wars when it first came out (although she ended up loving it. R2D2 won her over).
What’s the hold Godzilla has over them? Is it because it stayed around long enough to become part of the cultural landscape, a bit of comforting background noise that you could leave on to provide convenient and inoffensive filler? Or is there something more to it?
What is the mystical power that makes Godzilla acceptable TV watching?
*Which, when they issued it in VHS acquired the repulsive new title Godzilla Raids Again, may those responsible be afflicted with whale lice.