Diary entries forGodzilla Minus One
Godzilla Minus One
Who would've thought a Godzilla movie could mess with my emotions.
Godzilla Minus One
Scary big lizard ngl
Godzilla Minus One
This was so good. Much more than just a Godzilla film imo
Godzilla Minus One
Pretty fantastic. Visually stunning on such a low budget, this proves the best monster films arnt about the monsters but the people effected by the tragedy. A compelling, emotional story which packs a lot of weight. Godzilla firing the blue beam is peak cinema and the ending was perfect executed. However, I didn’t like that the women lived. Not that I like death, but it carried a lot more weight when she was seen as dead. Having her survive seemed like a cop out. We need more people to die in films, simple as that. Maybe my most controversial take.
Godzilla Minus One
2 hours and 5 minutes of cinema
Godzilla Minus One
This shit is what kaiju moves are all about
Godzilla Minus One
O Godzilla pisa em Ginza, todo mundo tá em Pânico, tem gente correndo desesperada, mas aí nessa hora começa a tocar a trilha original de 1954, as placas das costas sobem e brilham em neon azul. Meu namorado olha pra mim e eu tô quase mandando um passinho na sala de cinema de tão empolgado que eu tava. Enfim filmaço.
Godzilla Minus One
Kouichi é um ex-soldado kamikaze que foge da guerra e pousa em uma ilha de reparos de avião como forma de escapar de seu posto. Na mesma noite uma criatura ataca os mecânicos e Kouichi, junto com outro colega, são os únicos sobreviventes do ataque de Godzilla. 2 anos depois do ataque a criatura retorna a Tokyo com uma onda de destruição. Godzilla Minus One é o presente de comemoração de 70 anos do personagem ideal para todos os fãs da franquia do Kaiju mais celebre da cultura pop. Em Minus One temos o retorno a premissa original da criatura. Aqui acompanhamos um ex-soldado desertor que precisa se recuperar de uma guerra que destruiu sua terra natal e o trauma de ter sobrevivido a uma criatura que o poupou por algum motivo que ele não se sente merecedor de tal feito. Em Minus One temos a metáfora da criatura como um medo nuclear do pós-guerra somado as dificuldades da reestruturação da nação após uma guerra intensa que inclusive levou a destruição completa de duas cidades. Godzilla está tão destrutivo quanto antes. Diferente da versão de 2016 (Shin Godzilla), esse aqui é um predador e um destruidor desde sempre. Godzilla vai a terra com o intuito de devastar e tomar um território que ele julga ser dele, conscientemente ou não, inclusive é muito interessante como a criatura sofre mutação após vários testes Nucleares que o atingiram e o levaram a desenvolver características clássicas. Sendo a principal delas, após absorver bastante radiação, seu bafo atômico clássico. Com um diferencial interessante, aqui ele não é um raio de destruição, mas uma explosão concentrada que é a personificação dos atentados de Iroshima e Nagazaki. Um toque sutil, mas que dado o contexto é um detalhe muito interessante e que salta os olhos quando acontece. O drama dos personagens humanos também é algo que está inerentemente conectado ao monstro. O contraste aborda todos, de sobreviventes do conflitos a até pessoas comuns que estavam afastados do campo de batalha, mas que foram atingidos mesmo assim pela tragédia. A direção de Takashi Yamazaki é muito versátil em conseguir demonstrar momentos frenéticos que envolvem o monstro e o drama que acompanha os personagens, chegando em momentos genuinamente emocionantes e que te faz se apegar a aqueles que estão no centro da trama. O trabalho de fotografia nos enquadramentos são outro show a parte, expondo com muita eficácia a grandiosidade das cenas de ação e destruição de seu antagonista. No mais, Godzilla Minus One é uma homenagem ao filme original de 1954 que focando no conceito original de sua criação aborda um medo do pós-guerra devido aos atentados de Iroshima e Nagazaki. Somado ao plano de fundo que conta a dificuldade e luta do povo Japonês em se reerguer após um conflito que desestabilizou toda uma nação, aqui temos personagens que precisam aprender a viver e encontrar motivos para lidar com a culpa de sobreviver e a ameaça constante de um titã que pode acabar com tudo em um único sopro, encontra na união de pessoas comuns que não tem a ajuda dos próprios líderes é a prova de que um povo unido supera tudo e encontra força nos seus para sobreviver e se reerguer de novo e de novo.
Godzilla Minus One
"Can we fix this? I'd like to try living again" Living is the hard part For as long as I can remember I've lived with depression. I've felt lesser for being here, lesser still for staying, and lesser than even that for that even being a choice I feel is mine to make; taking for granted so much that I know others, better ones, should still have but can't. I've had better days, where it's easy (or easier) to box that up and focus on the here, the now, and the whos that help make the days better, easier, worth knowing and being around for For 13 months on top of that I've lived with PTSD from watching my dad waste away on what wound up being his last two months. A healthy-looking/-feeling/-acting man one day, emergency heart surgery the next, hospital-bed-ridden till death from there. Therapists, family members, and friends have done the right/necessary things and made the fair assertions in the form of a mantra uttered to me so often I should be repeating it whenever I need: "it wasn't my fault. I had limits to what I could have known, and what I could have done. It shouldn't have been me instead. I'm not cursed, and I'm not being punished for the miserable way I was before. These thoughts will pass." On the few better days, I've even believed some of that when I've repeated it. Never that last one though. It's constantly on my mind and I constantly worry about how much longer I can possibly fight all my worries and all my traumas and all my mistakes and all my worst days I didn't expect to have my emotions reflected like a mirror back at me in the form of a kamikaze pilot on a new Toho Godzilla film (the first of its kind incidentally with any form of theatrical release in my area). A man cursed to want to live at seemingly every turn; Shikishima betrays his country and deserts his post during a war he didn't sign up for and wasn't properly prepared for, then further dooms his comrades when at a repair base on the way back, freezes up on pulling the trigger aimed at a suddenly-appearing Godzilla. A country devastated, his home destroyed, his parents dead, an island and his co-combatants crushed in front of him, and the creature responsible for the latter still at large and coming back to finish off the whole of his country if he remains not stopped And Shikishima does for his problems what I would do, have done: goes inward. Blames himself. Cries a lot. Screams a lot. Begs for death or for a second chance, whichever will do. Believes himself cursed, even at times believes himself dead already because it's an easier, safer explanation. Has panic attacks, has breakdowns. Rocks back and forth in place. Holds head in shame. Falls forward into hiding. Whatever he wanted, it was never this; whatever this is, it's not living. And he, I, we, would like to live again. And if not that, at least to be okay again. Whatever this is, it's not okay Shin Godzilla showed the easy part of navigating a disaster: doing it through the comfort and banality of bureaucracy. Comfy chairs, a lot of well-dressed men who sound smart and make money and were either voted or hired into their positions. Sure they can make mistakes, but there's a noticeable barrier of how much they can immediately feel such mistakes, certainly not on the frontlines. (I don't say any of this to undermine Shin Godzilla either; I loved its political look at the Godzilla crisis, and still prefer it over any of the American Godzilla films we've gotten in my lifetime) Godzilla Minus One showed the hard part: living in the aftermath of it and on the frontlines, unable to shield yourself or your loved ones from the rubble and trying to pick up the pieces. Living is the hard part. For whatever reasons we have to keep going (a promise of a future, a hope to be better, the thought of raising someone to be better to make up for the thought you couldn't yourself, a belief that there's something after), we do. And every day we do, whether we know it or not, we're winning our own war. A thing Shikishima and I each had to have someone tell us With how overcome I've been by my emotions the past month, I've obviously not been watching as much as normal. I've been doing that ever since the hospital really, but it's never been more noticeable even to me that I've been unable to do what I love (and what I loved doing with Dad) than that: this December weekend alone I've almost watched as many films as I did all November. I unintentionally picked a pretty good double feature that he likely would have loved both films of: It's A Wonderful Knife, and Godzilla Minus One. Two horror films, yes, but more importantly two films saying how rare it can be for us to get a chance to improve our own story. To know that our mistakes can't be easily erased, but maybe they can be amended. And to realize in the small moments that even at our lowest we're not at our loneliest, not if we don't want to be. That there's others picking up rubble too. And maybe the best thing we can do for them is to be there. God fucking knows if there's one thing I would have changed about the last 11 months in my own aftermath, it'd have been "be less quiet and closed off from everyone that tried to give a helping hand or words". It was easy to be self-loathing and say I didn't want to add having a pity-party to that. But fuck did I, and do I, need a lot of help picking up these pieces At some level we have to trust each other, that we want to help. Because we're all we have What'll be said repeatedly and deservedly: the heart, emotion, size, and scope this was able to show with 1/15th the budget of any one of the US Monsterverse films and 1/20th of the average comic film should genuinely shame a lot of people What I'll add, without hesitation: As essential as the original Godzilla I almost did an essay nearly this long, and still did type an essay half this long on a Discord server just about the ending, for May December. I don't know if these are some more of the better days, or if I'm just able to outrun the thoughts and worries more easily when distracted by quality content. But the content's been excellent this weekend regardless. Holiday miracle. Only other time this year I've cried at seeing a film reflect me back at me was Beau Is Afraid; for it, I called it one of my films of the year. Godzilla Minus One is in top-tier company. See it in a theater; that's the easy part
Godzilla Minus One
esse filme fez eu perder a esperança tantas vezes e depois me dá um prato cheio dela PRA DPS TIRAR DE MIM DE NOVO
