Colossal is bizarre, funny, and messy, the way life often feels.
Colossal’s premise is weird: a woman’s anxieties are manifested as a monster stomping a city on the other side of the world. But Nacho Vigalondo’s movie aims for more than that Wii connection. It takes Godzilla-like monsters and giant robots, the staples of our protracted adolescence, and uses them to make its protagonist confront the uglier parts of her personality. Are the problems of one person so important that the people of Seoul have to suffer for them? Is this not wish fulfillment for the super self-absorbed (the ultimate making-this-about-me)? Then again, when we have personal problems our sense of proportion is the first faculty that gets vaporized.
So it’s an extended metaphor about facing the monster inside you, but it’s funny, unsettling, and comfortable in its absurdity. Also I didn’t feel like watching Guy Ritchie’s King Arthur without a row of friends to elbow and make snide remarks to. Anne Hathaway is terrific in Colossal—I’ve forgotten why everyone turned on her. Jason Sudeikis is funny with an edge of malice, and Dan Stevens seems to be in every movie these days.