How do you deal with/dispose of/profit from the tons of rotting flesh that is a dead kaiju? This seems a 'can't-miss' comic premise (at least for Gojira lovers like me) but the film is an unfunny bore. Even by the relatively lax standards of kaiju-eiga, nothing in the story makes sense (notably the ending) and as a parody of the genre, the film goes nowhere. The bulk of the humour (such as it is) comes from a bunch of hammy actors satirising Japanese bureaucrats bickering over who is responsible for dealing with the colossal carrion and from some attempts at over-the-top gross-out comedy involving bursting blisters. Watched on a plane with English subtitles (but I doubt that it would be better on a big screen in Japanese). For a superior treatment of a similar premise, consider reading J. G. Ballard's short story 'The Drowned Giant'.
