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Starring
Matthew Broderick
Jean Reno, Maria Pitillo, Hank Azaria
Screenplay by Dean Devlin & Roland Emmerich
Directed by Screenplay by Roland Emmerich
Website: www.godzilla.com |
IN
SHORT: Oh No . . . There Goes SOHO . . .
Cranky hates
Dean Devlin and Roland Emmerich. It wasn't bad enough when
they unleashed aliens on New York and nuked my beautiful rent stabilized
midtown Manhattan apartment (and I ain't giving it up don't even ask)
early on in Independence Day. This time out, they've let loose
an overgrown lizard named Godzilla on the city, with a good hunk of the
action taking place in and around Madison Park where Cranky eats lunch.
Cranky will
not take this lying down. You can give the scaley faced witch a cool Japanese
name, whatever. There is nobody, man, woman, child or lizard who is going
to stop me from eating lunch. I know all about 'zilla's fighting style.
I've seen the films. I've studied Bambi versus Godzilla (silly
deer never even looked up) and I've found a weakness. It ain't gonna take
an army (and God knows all those helicopters chopping around overhead
are giving me a royal headache) for Cranky to take ol' fish breath down.
We know she
ain't too smart. The nukes that created her were set off in the south
Pacific and, rather than take on and trash the nearest big city (which
would be Tokyo), Godzilla swam three quarters of the way around the world,
trashed Panama, got a mean case of sunstroke on Jamaica, and then headed
up the North American shore to Madison Park. It's a lovely park with nice
trees and benches and only a pair of blocks from Cranky's workplace. There've
been army troops and helicopters and guns and barricades and I'm really
ticked off that I can't get the hell out of the office and relax at least
once a day. It's damned annoying.
We know Godzilla's
hungry, 'cuz the troops keep feeding her. We know she's tired 'cuz the
choppers and the spotlights would keep anyone awake. She's already trashed
Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas (and it hasn't even opened) so there's
probably a good, disorienting buzz going, too. There will be no prisoners
taken today, for today is Madison Park Independence Day! So here we go
. . .
Cranky
vs Godzilla:
The Battle for Lunch
MARV
ALBERT: LADIES AND
GENTLEMEN! WELCOME TO MADISON PARK at 23rd Street and Madison Avenue,
just south of midtown Manhattan. I'm Marv Albert, glad to be working again,
even if it's here in cyberspace, where everyone is a bit perverted. With
Manhattan destroyed below 59th street by Godzilla, a big old pregnant
lizard mama suffering severe mood swings, the real story is here in front
of me. It's Mayhem in Madison Park! Will it be Catastrophe for Cranky?
Could it be the Grinder for Godzilla? Only time will tell in this winner
take all one round match! The current line is a remarkably close 11 to
1 against Cranky. The statisticians point out that in previous outings,
Godzilla has been killed 22 times, to Cranky's 2. Both have always come
back, so I'd lay even money on a rematch myself. With me are actors Matthew
Broderick and Maria Pitillo . . .
MATTHEW
and MARIA: Hi, Marv.
MARV:
Matthew stars in the big screen movie of Godzilla, as Dr. Niko
Tatopoulos aka "the worm guy" and Maria is Audrey, the one time
love of his life; the woman who walked away for a glamourous life in broadcast
journalism.
MARIA:
Yeah, right. Three years working for Charles Caiman (Harry Shearer)
a sexist pig of an anchorman at Channel 12.
MARV:
Matthew will do the body identification at the City Morgue, just a
couple of blocks from here, if Cranky gets squashed, as he is uniquely
qualified.
MARIA:
Really?
MATTHEW:
I've seen Cranky in his underwear.
MARIA:
Boxers or Briefs?
MATTHEW:
Briefs.
MARIA:
And Sara Jessica Parker knows this?
MATTHEW:
It was at the gym! Geez . . .
MARV:
Ah, God, I love cyberspace. Filming the bout, as he has all of The
Great One's destruction, is gonzo cameraman Animal (Hank Azaria).
ANIMAL:
Yo.
MARV:
Insurance underwriting is provided by the mysterious Philippe Roaché
(Jean Reno), sitting to my left, who will do additional color commentary.
ROACHÉ:
Oui, Marv, eet ees a lovely day for a fight. The sky ees blue. The
blood on ze streets has dried up nicely. The buildings are afire and we've
all stuffed cotton up our nozes as Godzilla has proved to have serious
halitosis. I can see Cranky sitting quietly on a bench, eating what appears
to be a pastrami on rye with swiss cheese sandwich.
MARV:
Godzilla is at the other end of the park, seeming to be oblivious
to the Crankster. The gathered crowd seems to be split 50-50 on how it's
going to go down. Will Godzilla stomp the fool or barbecue him with atom
fire breath? 'Zilla's strategy remains to be seen . . .
DING
MARV:
And
there's the bell for the first round.
ROOOOAAAAARRRRRRR!!!!!!!!
ROACHÉ:
Eardrums are spleeting all over ze park as Godzilla
opens with a Zen offensive attack. Cranky ees obviously prepared and remains
on ze bench, feenishing his sandweech. NO! He has thrown something at
Godzilla. It ees a small bottle, I think it is blue . . . it ees a bottle
of mouthwash!
ACK!
ACK! ACK!
MARV:
and
Godzilla is choking on it! Wotta revolting development! Cranky is standing
up . . .
ROACHÉ:
Oui, Cranky is sauntering ovair to ze monster. And. . . He ees giving
Godzilla ze finger! What a stoopeed theeng to do.
MARV:
We should point out that Godzilla is taller than the Statue of Liberty
and probably can't see the finger, which is now . . . sticking down Cranky's
throat. Oh My God, he's doing a Garth Ennis! Cranky warned us he'd fight
dirty but we never though he meant this!
ROACHÉ:
Ah zere ees Jew spew everywhere! Ze girl does not like zat! She may
have bad breath but she ees otherwise very neet and tidy. Up goes the
foot. Au revoir, Cranky.
MARV:
And down it comes! Wait! Hold on! Cranky has pulled from his back
pocket . . . A BANANA PEEL!!!
ROACHÉ:
I cannot beleeve zees!
THUD!
MARV:
GODZILLA
IS DOWN! GODZILLA HAS GONE DOWN!
ROACHÉ:
Oh zees is not good . . .
MARV:
The bookies are running for cover. Cranky moves in for the kill. I'm
not sure, but he's yelling at the top of his lungs -- something about
making Godzilla . . . a Member of the Tribe?
ROACHÉ:
Sacré bleu! You know that's gonna hurt. And he has kicked her when
she ees down! Cranky is a deespeecable cur! We cannot tell you where he
has planted hees boot. Zat ees so dirty! Eet ees so painful!
MARV:
Yes, it's true! She's a he! Godzilla has rolled up in a fetal position!
Cranky has done what the army could not! Cranky has . . .
SPLAT!
MARV:
.
. . left the building.
ANIMAL:
Ooo, didn't anyone warn him about the tail?
A FIERY
ROOOAAARR!
MATTHEW:
Or
the atom fire breath?
STOMP!
STOMP! STOMP!
MARV:
Godzilla
has now redefined the term "beating a dead, um, Cranky."
ROACHÉ:
Cranky c'est morte. Quelle Qu'elle. Ah, zee highly paid samurai warriors
are mooveeng een with zeyre sharpened paint scrapers to clean him up.
SCRATCH
SCRATCH SCRATCH
MARV:
No,
Godzilla is using her claws and peeling Cranky off the street . . .
SHRED
MARV:
Oh,
that wasn't called for at all.
MARIA:
You were right Matthew. Briefs.
MATTHEW:
Told you so.
MARV:
And that does it from Madison Park. For Matthew Broderick, Jean Reno,
Maria Pitillo, Hank Azaria and myself, thanks for joining us and now back
to your normally scheduled whatever. So, Matt, were they cotton briefs
or that red silky rayon kind of thing.
MATT:
Oy . . .
On
average, a first run movie ticket will run you Eight Bucks. Were Cranky
able to set his own price for Godzilla, he would have paid . .
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$6.00
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