Starring Hitoshi Matsumoto, Riki Takeuchi, Ua, Ryunosuke Kamiki
Directed by Hitoshi Matsumoto
Distributed by Magnet Releasing
This is the story of a lonely man, slowly plodding through life with careful steps and a deep, soulful sigh. His home is modest…his belongings scattered about the floor his cat tiptoes across. Just another day in the seemingly uneventful world of so and so, and a camera crew is there to take it all in. As you might imagine, they hang on his every word.
Why would a film crew document the life of a man who appears to do a whole lot of nothing all day and is more than willing to discuss it in great detail? Truth be told, this man has a very special job. In the grand tradition of his ancestors and others who once took up the mantle of “protector”, so and so awaits the call to battle. They call him Big Man Japan and when giant monsters wreak havoc through the city, putting helpless citizens at risk, he will grow to the size of a small skyscraper and take them down.
Now the first thing you have to understand is this is not the glorious age of super men banding together to repel a fire breathing, monstrous foe. After a dramatic victory they would bask in the adoration of the public with a parade in their honor and days of celebration. Today, the public grows weary of the annoyance of less than fearsome creatures entering the city limits to knock over power lines and thus interrupting a quiet night of television and microwave diner. The hero who comes to their rescue is now the object of ridicule, suffering the poor ratings created by a public that no longer cares. Why cheer on a giant, out of shape public servant when movies offer better writing, more interesting characters and, to be blunt, superior special effects?
Now the monsters come and, though they unleash their own brand of destruction on the city, the manor of their attack and more plainly, their appearance, is laughable. This is Kaiju meets Big Daddy Roth meets Dilbert, and the result is entirely amazing in the most spectacular B-movie way possible. Troma wishes they made this movie. To add to this baffling ridiculousness, some of the monsters are intelligent enough to speak, but the conversation is not the most inspiring and often only acts as a precursor to Big Man’s inevitable moment of shame. We watch as speedy triumph gives way to dishonor and on the horizon, a foe that is good for ratings but bad for BM’s health.
Of course it’s to be expected that some people will get the joke and some will not. Even those who have trouble reading sub-titles while enjoying a film will have no difficulty keeping up with a film that blasts out of the gate at the speed of a wounded turtle in heat. This is to say, it is obvious the film is trying to achieve maximum velocity but it is running on a 9-volt battery. Again, this is part of the joke. If you’re a fan of thoroughly oddball films, this is for you. If you’re a fan of mocumentaries that diverge from the annoyance of thought provoking topics, this is for you. Most importantly, if you’re a fan of giant monster films and always wanted to see a creature with a comb over decimate a hapless city…this movie…is most certainly for you. I’m looking at you, Foy.
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4 out of 5
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