Review by Mike Oliveri

GODZILLA 1985  aka GOJIRA 1984 New World Pictures / Anchor Bay Entertainment Rated: USA PG

Actually a sequel rather than a remake, the events of this film take place thirty years after the first. Doing the math, the film takes place in, appropriately enough, 1985.

Yet the writer (Shuichi Nagahara: WAKUSEI DAISENSO / BATTLE IN OUTER SPACE 2) must be a time traveler from the far future, as the flick features the military duking it out with Godzilla with lasers and a heavily-armored ("it's got titanium plated armor and platinum wiring!") hovercraft called the Super X. Here we are in the year 2000 and lasers are only powerful enough to remove tattoos and perform eye surgery, yet apparently in 1985 we were on the brink of making our own Death Star. And the only hovering fighters we have these days (well, that's publicly known - I'll add that qualification for all you conspiracy nuts out there) are the Harrier jet fighters which have jets that point straight down. Well
this Super X thing, which looks like a flying armadillo, floats and glides nice and silently and without a jet wash, and can even hang there for an indefinite period. For a good fifteen minutes we see this thing in the background, and it does nothing. I guess the writer forgets about it until it's convenient to bring back into the action.

Those are only the first of the laughable bits in this flick.

Another is the depiction of the American and Soviet military forces. The Americans are basically portrayed as rednecks, especially considering Major McDonough's (Travis Swords, who has no horror credits but has landed such stellar roles as Second Cop, 3rd Cop, and Reporter #9) asinine comments. For example, the top brass is discussing using what weapons to use on Godzilla. A colonel mentions aircraft carriers and armored battallions. McDonough says "Maybe a mega-dose of horse tranquilizers!" He even looks at a sonar image of Godzilla upside down until a colonel comes by and rights it for him. Guy doesn't
look like he can be much more than twenty-five, he's dumb as a fucking rock, and he's a major working at the Pentagon. If there is anyone remotely like this character working anywhere near nuclear weapons, we'll be dead by dawn (As a military veteran I can vouch for the fact that there ARE high ranking officers this damn stupid! -Feo).

Then there's the general. When we first see him he's wearing golf shoes and a sweater, and bitching about being pulled of the golf course. "This better be good!" he gripes. Does he really think the Pentagon would summon him to find somebody's lost contact lens?

And believe it or not, the Soviets are worse. Rather than try and make real uniforms, the set designers took some simple dress shirts and slapped red stars on them. I had to wait until some characters started speaking before I was even able to identify these guys as Soviets. And of course their whole attitude regarding Godzilla is "Nuke him! Nuke him now and nuke him good!"

The plot is almost as bad. It almost exactly mirrors the first flick, as we have Godzilla first taking down a large freighter at sea. Then he attacks a power plant to (no kidding) suck up the radiation from the reactor core.

They even dust off old Steve Martin (Raymond Burr: THE RETURN, M, GODZILLA), the "only
American survivor" (he was the only American, period!) from the first Godzilla attack as an advisor to the Pentagon. But what's he do? Nothing but shit all over their plans by telling them how indestructible Godzilla is, and then preach about how Godzilla is nature's revenge.

And that's what the whole flick boils down to: a preachy environmental message and a kind of plea to end nuclear testing and stockpiling. We even get it delivered via a heavy oak board to the noggin when Raymond Burr makes a closing narrative that includes a line that made me laugh my balls off (and yet, Mike was still able to father a child in 2001).

This one gets two negative shriek girls, and the second one's a bonus only because I still get a kick out of seeing a guy in a big rubber suit stomp Tokyo flat.

This review copyright 2000 E.C.McMullen Jr.

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