Let me admit the truth: I am a glutton for punishment. I can’t help it. I see something terrible looking, and, oh god, I just have to witness it. I usually end up either loathing myself for weeks to come after putting myself through such torment or laugh my ass off throughout the whole ridiculous debacle. The second one rarely happens. But when it does, oh lord, is it magical.

I also absolutely adore Godzilla flicks. I mean, it’s giant ass fuck monsters fighting and sometimes humans are there. Also, Jet Jaguar. I know the original was symbolic of nuclear fear and whatnot, but man, the second they got rid of the G-Man alone and started throwin’ in monster after monster for him to fight, it became magical. It became a staple of what you’d watch on a Saturday afternoon as a kid. Aint got nothing to do. School’s over for the week. Throw in a Godzilla flick and just stare wide-eyed as the king of the fucking monsters throws down.

In fact, you could even say I enjoy the other monsters more than Godzilla himself. I mean, you got Mothra, Rodan, Anguruis, King Ghidorah, Mechagodzilla, and so on. Oh yeah, I also love Megalon for being the most retarded looking monster ever. Yes, ever worse than King Caeasar.

That’s why I am reviewing the Rebirth of Mothra trilogy.

 

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