As a child, I was obsessed with Japanese monster
movies, especially any that were related to Godzilla, who was (and still is) my
favorite movie monster. Starting in the mid-1980’s one of the local TV stations in my area would often play such films on Saturday afternoons, and these creature features
were usually bookended by humorous skits that were hosted by a horror host
named Morgus the Magnificent; I believe the official title for these skits was Morgus Presents. Morgus himself was
played by a New Orleans actor named Sidney Noel Rideau, and he looked like an
eccentric mad scientist with a crazy hairdo, black eye shadow, and a
filthy-looking lab coat. It’s been years since I’ve seen any of those skits but
I recall that he was a remarkably unattractive man, something my mother was
always commenting on. In true mad scientist fashion he had his very own
dimwitted assistant, a tall and lumbering mute named Chopsley, whose face was
hidden from sight by a brown executioner’s hood. There was also a talking human
skull attached to an Apple computer. Eric, that was the skull’s name. The way
it would work is that the first skit would involve Morgus and Chopsley
preparing some well-intentioned but utterly ludicrous science experiment. Then that
day’s film would start, and at the end of the film, there would be a second
Morgus skit showing how the experiment ended up: almost always disastrously. I
remember that one of these experiments had Chopsley removing Morgus’ head and
attaching it to some kind of super computer.
As you can probably guess by this point, I hold the kaiju film genre in high esteem, though it should be noted that in recent years the USA has also released some of their own great films in the genre: two that come to mind are Cloverfield (which I saw in theaters in 2008 and which blew me away) and 2013’s Pacific Rim.
The first Godzilla film I saw was, appropriately enough, the very first one from 1954, though the version I saw was the 1956 “Americanized” one featuring Raymond Burr. At the end of the movie, Godzilla is defeated by a device known as the “Oxygen Destroyer,” and you see his corpse beneath the ocean, a corpse that is quickly reduced to that of a skeleton. The first time I saw this scene, probably around 1986 or so (when I was 6), I was so saddened by the spectacle of Godzilla’s death that I burst into tears. I recall that the first time I saw Jaws I also started crying at the end of the film, when the titular shark was killed. What can I say? When it came to these monster movies I was pretty much always on the side of the monster.
Anyway, while on the subject, here's my favorite Kesha song:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7PBFwWY-BZA
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