The best thing about this movie is that it makes you appreciate the "Godzilla" movies of the sixties. Now that I think about it, they all should be up for Academy Awards because they weren't THIS version.

What's to hate about this waste of celluloid? Well, let's see. By watching it, you get more than your Recommended Daily Allowance of Tired Script Cliches. Every other line any character utters is along the lines of "Nice guys finish last," "The only thing you'll catch out here is a cold," etc, etc. Even the characters themselves are cliches. Matthew Broderick is Bumbling Absent-Minded Genius Scientist (see "Inspector Gadget"). There's the Obligatory Love Interest, who dresses for work like a 14-year-old going on a date (then wonders why she can't get promoted) and mysteriously changes clothes five times. The French Snobs constantly comment on the poor quality of American coffee, bread products, gum, etc.

The main thing this movie shows us is how totally incompetent the American military supposedly is. They could hit every single major historic building in New York, but they are incapable of hitting a giant lizard that just barely stays out of range of their fighters. The only people that could hit it were the Navy, and they took out several of their submarines in the process.

And finally, we come to one of the best flaws in the movie. Human pregnacy tests do not, do not, do not work on reptiles! There are different hormones involved.

By the way, how did Inspector Gadget, I mean Matthew Broderick, figure out that Godzilla was pregnant in the first place?

This movie is much improved if you watch it with others. Do not watch it alone unless you are atoning for some horrible sin.

Rating: 2 turkeys.