Wyrmis

This movie has some decent paranoia aspects and some decent body horror aspects (and even an action scene of a sorts) but really, in the end, by playing both modes simultaneously (and including scenes to explain away the mystery relatively early on) it deflates its chances at fulfilling either. One could imagine this almost like a stage play (ala Bug or imagine if Paul Tremblay's Cabin at the End of the World was a stageplay), just two people in a cabin and the audience doesn't know if the man ranting about cults and prophecies being anything but delusions. Or, one could it imagine it more outright body horror and more intensely diving into the concept of stopping a cult's machinations. Playing the latter into a lower, though incessant key and tossing out the former for the audience...overall just makes a much more average movie in the middle of the two. It has good acting and good effects and a decent sense of pacing, so I consider it an ok movie (the last minute or so pull it down a considerable amount). Had I stopped it half-way or two-thirds the way through I would have probably ranked it a star or two higher. As a whole, though, it lets down its better parts.

Almost all Kaiju flicks involve two story lines, the story of the little guys and the story of the monsters. This is one of them where the story of the little guys is what really matters. A distinctly B movie, half-espionage and half-island-action, about a guy's search for his brother and getting caught up with a gang of various other guys and a beautiful native to stave off an organization's evil deeds in the South pacific. Pretty scenery. Pretty natives. Some fair jokes and some good 1960's style cheese action. Even Ebirah, a jumbo jumbo shrimp who guards the island, more or less, works well enough as a background piece. It is when the big piece of seafood tries to take center stage that things start slowing down.

By the time Godzilla shows up, the movie suffers from the monsters. Not only does the original Japanese soundtrack have a habit of playing just about the most inappropriate music for all of his scenes (look, jets are coming, let's play surf rock...he's smashing a base, let's play slow horror mood music); but there is the distinct problem the director has in getting the transition from Godzilla as a monster to a potential hero down right. Too often, Godzilla's actions make no sense. He seems to like people in one scene. In the next, he is randomly destroying things again.

The movies final problem is the Kaiju fights sort of repeat themselves. Whether it be the two monsters throwing rocks back and forth more than once, or the exact same "flip" later on, it does seem a little out of place.