Who are YOUR heroes?
When I was a boy in the Mississippi Delta…wrong narrator, this isn’t “Through the Wormhole”. When I was a boy growing up in Virginia Beach suburbs…my earliest memories of monster films were sitting in front of a t.v. set watching Kaiju (strange creatures) going melee across a hopeless metropolis.
Absolute and total annihilation. And I cheered them on!
My parents were right to worry.
Although nothing can compare to those classic kaiju killers, Godzilla, Mothra, Rodan and my favorite, Ghidorah, we still can’t seem to put them to rest. They rise out of the Pacific on a path to destruction, ready to obliterate every massive step of the way. And if you were like us, you were laughing and clapping every stomp of the way.
CRUSH, KILL, DESTROY! EVERYTHING!
My parents were right to worry.
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