The Kaiju Canon

Fri, 02 Aug 2024 14:00:00 +0000

The giant-monster film is easy to condescend to and almost impossible to kill, which is fitting for a genre about things that flatten cities and keep getting back up. Kaiju — Japanese for “strange beast” — began as a national nightmare rendered in rubber and miniature, and grew into one of cinema’s most flexible metaphors, capable of carrying the bomb, the tsunami, the bureaucracy and the box office all at once. The best entries are never merely about a large animal breaking a model town; they are about what the animal stands in for. I lay out the aesthetic argument in the kaiju film and the rubber-suit sublime — how the deliberate artifice of a man in a suit crushing balsa can move you more than any photoreal render. This is the watchlist that argument points to, running from Tokyo Bay in 1954 to the found-footage streets of Manhattan.

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The Kaiju Canon