My love for Godzilla is a new fascination. My passion started at the young easily-scared age of 3. I recall many nights of nightmares that ensued in connection with these wonderful and corny movies, but I was not discouraged. I fought my fears night after night, looking forward to watching a new Godzilla movie from Blockbuster.
My Dad encouraged my nightly trips to horrorville, bringing a new movie every night. Godzilla vs. Mothra, Godzilla vs. Mechagodzilla, and Godzilla vs. Gigan were only three of my favorite monster showdown bonanzas. Most likely I was obsessed with Godzilla because of the beastliness he represents. A fire breathing, tail whipping, claw slashing, and skyscraper tall reptilian dinosaur anomaly is enough to satisfy the masculine needs of any young boy or man.
Admittedly being introduced to Godzilla at the tender age of 3 was probably not the smartest parental move my parents ever made, but I enjoyed those movies to the bottom of my tiny 3 year old heart, and to defend my Mom… Godzilla was my Dad’s idea.
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