THE FIRST MOVIE I EVER SAW This certainly will explain a lot.
Of course, there's no way to know for sure if this really is The First Movie I Ever Saw -- my folks could have plunked me down in front of a TV airing of Planet of the Apes or Patton or even Love Story. Stranger things have happened. But this is what I remember, and I remember it vividly:
I was four years old and staying at my grandparents' house for the weekend. It was a Saturday afternoon down in the den, playing with my uncle's old and abandoned MatchBox cars. My grandfather was with me, sacked out in front of the TV, maybe sleeping? That might explain why he'd let a four-year-old watch this movie.
I tried to make as if I wasn't watching, but my eyes kept drifting back to the screen. I'd never seen anything like it: frightening and thrilling and fantastic. It had never occurred to my four-year-old mind that the world could hang in the balance like that, or that we could have such a terrible, awesome savior. Sure, laying in a strange bed that night, I had nightmares of an insidious foe flying overhead and gassing all of us to death... but I was undeniably hooked.
Some 30 years before Al Gore came out with An Inconvenient Truth, there was another slow-moving, unnatural behemoth stomping across the countryside to save the earth: Godzilla.
It seems that an alien lifeform called Hedorah dropped by to feed on our pollution. Fortunately, neither Hodorah or the pollution sits too well with our softer, kid-friendly version of Godzilla, so the King of All Monsters comes wadin' in like John Wayne to take care of business. All of the action is witnessed from the point of view of a Japanese scientist and his short shorts-wearin' young son.