"Wrinkled and crinkled, huge in Japan, heroically reluctant to give up, and forever touring the world on a mission to make us scream, Godzilla is the Mick Jagger of giant amphibians. In the latest version of the legend, directed by Gareth Edwards, Godzilla even has a Ronnie and a Keith to mess around with: a pair of scaly, primeval throwbacks who rise from the depths and join him in merry mayhem. For food, they snack on nuclear power plants and other sources of radiation, chomping atomic warheads as if they were Twinkies. All that’s missing from this film is a Charlie Watts figure: some slender beast, nicely preserved, calmly beating time at the back of the action."

[www.newyorker.com]