In between tastings of Lamole Chianti Classico and Bonny Doon’s Vin Gris de Cigare and over a period of days, the image and idea of Godzilla has been slowly resurfacing, much like the monster does in the movies when he comes back up from the depths of the sea. Lurking, seething, totally unfiltered and unrestrained, Godzilla is the ultimate badass. Moreover, Godzilla is old-school, and Godzilla gives each and every one of us tacit permission to embrace old-school ways.
How, you are saying to yourself about this time, does this interweave with anything on the wine trail in Italy? I was hoping you’d ask.
Godzilla, for all his feral and unorthodox ways, offers a way in today’s obfuscated wine world. Godzilla represents clarity of approach, a simplification, a Zen-like stroke of the sword, cutting to only that which is essential. No IPad, no texts, no Reddit, no Tumblr, nothing peripheral. Just the straightforward approach.
Mind you, Godzilla does not traverse unopposed. He has forces that rally against him. There are people who don’t want to see him reach his goal. And Godzilla has really never reached his goal. His is a process of arriving but not quite ever reaching the Promised Land. Isn’t that really our story too? I could think of a thousand Italian wines and winemakers who could identify with this. Perhaps with a little less flare and fire, but the forces are similar.
What inspires me about Godzilla is his intractable determination. Which one of us has not felt empathy for this creature, when it seemed the cards were down for him? I would always root for him, my badass buddy. I know Godzilla. There is a Godzilla in every one of us. He is the warrior, the toppler, the closer. How can you not love this creature?
The possibilities are endless. Even for those of us on the wine trail in Italy.
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