Back in high school, I went through something of a Japanese
cinematic phase. And no, this was before I found the Critic; this was less
classy A-movies and more splatsticky B-movies. Specifically, those connected
with goremeister Yoshihiro Nishimura: Mutant Girls Squad, Vampire Girl vs.
Frankenstein Girl, Tokyo Gore Police, right up to the film that started it all
for me Robogeisha. It was around this time that I developed a liking for that
style of filmmaking, getting into Grindhouse shortly after. This is probably
where I also got my appreciation for the more insane films out there so, for
those who find reason to object to my defending of films like Yoga Hosers and
Zoolander 2, you can thank the land of the rising acidic breast milk for that.
So, when news hit of a new Godzilla film coming out with Nishimura himself
working on the effects, a particularly abnormal wave of nostalgia washed me
into my local cinema to check it out. I’m a bit rusty on recent language-other-than-English
cinema, so I don’t know how this will turn out.
