Despite its dated effects, Godzilla is still a good monster film. However, even more so, it is a great tragedy.
Godzilla is not a malicious being. It lumbers about like the agonized survivor of a firebombing, like a confused colossus with PTSD, evoking sympathy even as it spreads destruction among people who've suffered just like it did less than a decade ago at the hands of the same outside force (that's you Americans, in case you wondered). However, this shared victimization doesn't make them allies. Instead it forces them to fight.
It is their brother in suffering and yet they must kill it, through sorrow, through resentment, through cruel fate forced on them by factors outside of their control (still you, Americans). It's a story of passion and horror to compete with the great Greek tragedies or the epic tales of the Bible.
At an age where everyone flees away from triggers like little bitches, it's inspiring to see the courage and dignity of a people that does not fear looking at painfully accurate reenactments of the horrors they faced only eight years ago without ever losing their spirit of optimism. The film is a little preachy and its passive-aggressive anti-Western propaganda is quite heavy-handed (just like the former sentence), but it is still a must-see for any cinephile.