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31 (Japanese) Monsters #25: Green Gargantua

October 25th, 2010 No comments

When I set out to chronicle a month’s worth of giant Japanese monsters, I didn’t realize just how many times I’d have cause to refer to the semi-obscure Toho Studios flick Frankenstein Conquers the World. For those of you who came in late, that’s the one where the immortal heart of Frankenstein’s Monster is irradiated by the Hiroshima bomb and regenerates into a flat-headed kid who fights a dinosaur and doesn’t fight an octopus.

Even stranger than that film itself is the fact that it has a sequel, and that you may have actually heard of it. It’s the cult classic War of the Gargantuas.

It’s a bit more obvious in the Japanese version–which went out under the title Frankenstein’s Monsters: Sanda vs. Gaira–than in the American re-edit, but one of the titular creatures is meant to have grown from the severed hand of the radioactive kid from the earlier film. Never mind that it was the heart that was supposed to have been undying; here we learn that every cell has the capacity of growing into a new monster.

So it is that we are introduced to Sanda the Brown Gargantua (“Gargantua” was the name given to the creatures in the U.S. release) and his “offspring” Gaira, the…

Green Gargantua!

Monster Island Nickname Booger
Hails From The Sea
Movies Appeared In
(not counting stock footage)
1
Hobbies Laser Tag
Quote “Shewaaaawaaa!”

Gaira makes his first appearance by “rescuing” a fishing boat from a giant octopus–the very same octopus from the deleted scene in the earlier Frankenstein film–then wrecking  the boat himself.

Both Gaira and his more peaceable father/brother Sanda like people. Gaira, however, likes their oaky flavor. He proves this in what is arguably the film’s most famous sequence, gobbling down the lounge singer who has just performed the immortal ballad “The Words Get Stuck in My Throat.”

Sanda tries to get along with his irascible clone, but their differences are just too great. This, of course, means war.

Thankfully for Tokyo–and lounge performers of all types–the feuding Gargantuas are wiped out by a convenient volcano before they can spawn another generation of flat-heads.