Archive for Toho Films

R.I.P. Godzilla’s Soul

Posted in Asian Horror, Asian Sci-Fi, Fantasy, Foreign Horror, Giant Monsters, Godzilla, Science Fiction with tags , , , , , , , , , , on August 7, 2017 by Drinkin' & Drive-in

Haruo Nakajima

Having lost so many greats in a short period of time, we unfortunately have to add another legend to the list: Haruo Nakajima, 88, who brought Godzilla to life as the guy who wore the G-suit for 12 Godzilla movies in a row (though he was in 52 movies throughout his career). The only way I could come close to that was when I once wore a Godzilla tee-shirt 12 days in a row without changing it. (Didn’t have enough bling for the washing machine.)

Godzilla

Born on January 1, 1929, Nakajima became known as the best suit actor for Toho Films, beginning in 1954. He retired from crushing it after 1972’s Godzilla vs. Gigan. Little known fact: Mr. Nakajima played the head of Mothra in 1961. Easy job — someone else had to keep yanking the string to get those wings to flap. All Nakajima had to do was nod up and down, left and right. Same thing I do when at a bar and am ordering YET ANOTHER REFRESHING ADULT BEVERAGE.

Mothra

I was fortunate enough to meet Mr. Nakajima at a comic convention some years back and got an autographed pic (same as the one seen above) of him in the Godzilla suit. I wanted to try on the suit but was denied. I don’t blame Mr. Nakajima for this as Toho were being jerks that day and not letting anybody slip on the big feet to do a little Riverdancin’ all over fleeing citizens.

Godzilla vs. Hedorah

Toho did, however, keep Mr. Nakajima employed and had him working at a bowling alley in the studio lot. Appropriate in some ways — Mr. Nakajima as Godzilla used to do to buildings what bowling balls do to the pins.

Godzilla vs. Gigan

Thank you, Haruo Nakajima — you’ve given me a lifetime of reasons to sit on the couch and study your work — and how to squash buildings/fleeing citizens with style and grace.

The Claw Is Family

Posted in Asian Horror, Asian Sci-Fi, Classic Horror, Giant Monsters, Godzilla, Nature Gone Wild, Science Fiction, Scream Queens with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on November 3, 2014 by Drinkin' & Drive-in

Crawdaddy

I’ve eaten crawdads. I’ve eaten lobster. Crawdads are harder to eat as you first need to “pinch the tail and suck the head.” (Sounds like what a 1-800 escort is paid to do.) Lobster is preferable as all you have to do is crack the shell and shove the sweet meat into your mouth. OK, that didn’t sound right.

Regardless, two distantly related shellfish that deserve rental space in your tract. But what if they were movies instead of breakfast? Such is the case with Crawdaddy, an in-production sci-fi tongue-in-cheeker about a genetically altered (i.e., colossal) crawdad seeking revenge. The other, of course, is Ebirah, the giant teabag lobster that had a less-than-rewarding bout with Godzilla in the 1966 semi-classic, Ebirah, Horror of the Deep (aka, Godzilla, Ebirah, Mothra: Big Duel in the South Seas and Godzilla vs. The Sea Monster).

Ebirah

But the shell of it all is that Crawdaddy looks to be another SyFy Channel™ schlobster fest. All they seem to be doing is super-sizing another entree, backdropping it in a formulaic revenge agenda, and calling it a day. Ebirah, though limited in screen time, was not a digital creation (he was born in the primordial crab boil known as the ocean). Ebby really threw his claw into his performance and not let himself become just another notch on Godzilla’s victory bib. Who needed drawn butter when the action was so tasty?

Here’s what to expect with Crawdaddy

Deep in the forest on Clear Lake, an experiment has gone terribly wrong. People are being systematically killed by an unforeseen danger. Among the survivors, including the biologist and sheriff, are three teenage ex-gang members, an Eagle Scout, a beautiful teenage blind girl, a Katrina transplant, and a hermit scientist.

Crawfish Boil

Holding out at the scientist’s shack, they fight for their lives against the packs of dog-sized crawdads. The scientist reveals his involvement in creating genetically modified super-fish, which were eaten by the crawdad population at the lake, causing them to grow. It wasn’t until the last few days that they became aggressive. Just when the group thinks they’ve succeeded, the king of them all… Crawdaddy…has come to seek revenge for the killing of its spawn.

Ouch. This may be the first time a movie could give you ciguatera poisoning.