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I'm sorry the huge huge monster was sooooo rockin'. Please, guys, before you take time out of you day to correct me on my insensitivity (yes I noticed it looked like scenes from 9/11) take the time to consider that some of us are true monster movie fans. This creature would have obliterated any town it came across, it just so happened that the director thought it would be an especially powerful setting to make it in NYC. Why? Because everyone and their mother knows the entire layout of midtown Manhatton by now. If you can't figure out why I just don't know what to say. But the rest of us do, whether tribal, warrior-like New Yorkers with all their fuck-ya's and cool hairdos and ultra-slim jeans want to realize this or not, we did notice 9/11, and some of us actually cried along with New Yorkers. Understand that the town is a metaphor for the entire western civilization. It represents something for us. When an amazingly large and destructive force descends upon it, it might have more of an impact on viewers than if the creature was kicking up dust in a Texas cotton field. Besides, where I'm from, if this particular creature decided to tear some shit up it would have plenty of space. No one would notice and the damn monster would be tired before actually making it to a big city. Texas is just plain too damn big. But go see this movie guys, because the monster is awesome. I even kind of felt the same pity and sadness when they shot at it that I felt as a kid when I saw poor King Kong find his way to the Big Apple. It's well understood in monster circles that New York is the last stop for huge mutant creatures. But growing up watching guys in latex suits step on cardboard miniatures and little toy "people", I was sure thrilled to see a genuine zipper-free monster make his way to the big screen. Now can someone tell me what the hell all those little crabthingies were, why they were there at all, and why did the bit girl explode in blood? Too many digressions in the story. Damn.