So, B-Fest back in the day ended with a Godzilla movie. They were fun and colorful and loud and woke everyone up before the trip home. Basement Fest continues that tradition. This time it was Son of Godzilla, one of my first Godzillas and one I deeply, deeply love. (As does Rev, as it turns out.) Lots of great monster action, the fun weather experiment stuff, the jungle girl, and of course Godzilla proving a stern but loving father. Love that movie.
Now on to this year’s B-Fest.