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![]() FEETS DON'T FAIL ME NOW Pedestrians highstep it as Godzilla approaches
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Prepare yourself for "Godzilla"'s invasion on May 20 with these behind-the-scenes snippets about the $120 million film
B Y C H R I S N A S H A W A T Y
"Cue Godzilla!"
Looking a bit like a '90s version of Cecil B. DeMille, with biker boots and an enormous stogie substituting for jodhpurs and a megaphone, "Godzilla" director Roland Emmerich restlessly paces up and down Wall Street, watching 500 umbrella-clutching extras line up to become human hors d'oeuvres in a reptilian smorgasbord. As the cameras begin to roll, the high-strung Emmerich puffs on his cigar faster and faster like something out of "Reefer Madness" and yells, "Cue Godzilla!"
Taxicabs jury-rigged with hydraulic pumps to make them bunny-hop in time with Godzilla's approaching footsteps start bouncing like Mexican jumping beans, giving a hint of the fire-breathing lizard's colossally harrowing size. THUD!!!...one mississippi, two mississippi, three mississippi...THUD!!!
As the extras jog down Wall Street, a tad too lackadaisically for a bunch of New Yorkers about to be squashed like overripe Crenshaw melons, Emmerich removes his cigar and screams: "Run, you f - - - ers! It's a giant f - - - ing lizard!!!"
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