Stray Hawkeye

An intriguing set on Flickr featuring anatomical drawings of the feature characters of Japanese monster movies.

Previous Godzilla related posts here.

Some old, awesome pictures from the sets of Godzilla movies:

link: http://patrickmacias.blogs.com/er/2008/05/godzilla-may-19.html

link: http://patrickmacias.blogs.com/er/2008/04/new-category-go.html

More here, here, and (*ahem*) here.

Also, and ongoing list of Godzilla related posts on that blog here.

In the theme of my earlier post on a review of The Happening, here is another good panning of a terrible movie I hope never to see.  This one is particularly good for its thoughts on what a good version of this movie could have been.  My favorite bits:

For a brief, hopeful moment, I thought the filmmakers might be making a point about how the contemporary compulsion to record the world has dulled us to actual lived experience, including the suffering of others — you know, something about the simulacrum syndrome in the post-Godzilla age at the intersection of the camera eye with the narcissistic “I.” Certainly this straw-grasping seemed the most charitable way to explain characters whose lack of personality (“This is crazy, dude!”) is matched only by their incomprehensible stupidity. Smart as Tater Tots and just as differentiated, Rob and his ragtag crew behave like people who have never watched a monster movie…

and

Rarely have I rooted for a monster with such enthusiasm.

So, I will admit that with the close of the Olympics, I’m a little disappointed.  It’s obvious that the Chinese put a huge amount of time, effort, and money into these games.  This is especially true of all of the venues that were designed and built specifically for the games.  With all of this, I find it, well, a little rude that a certain guest did not appear.

I know he probably wasn’t explicitly invited, but with the massive, and distinctively designed, Beijing National Stadium (christened by many “The Bird’s Nest”), it is obvious they were hoping for an appearance.  His presence would show that they have arrived as a country.  A passing of the torch of sorts.  A symbol of power and strength settling in their lands.

I know, I know, it would have been a long flight for him, and to a country he’s not used to, when he’s getting up there in age.  But still, architecture like this can not go unrecognized by it’s obvious muse.  I’m speaking, of course, of Rodan.

Come on, at no point during the Olympics did this image cross your mind?

I gotta learn Photoshop better, because that took forever.