The Planet of the Apes series has been in my life for as long as I can remember, perhaps even longer than Star Wars. I do admit at the age of three, however, to being traumatized by the costumes, but most would be too if they saw a talking ape at that age, right? It was a short-lived fear, and today I even call myself a fan of the franchise, introduced to me by my father, who single-handily sparked my interest in all things fantasy and science fiction.
I remember the summers spent at my grandmother’s in Poland like they were yesterday. One of my most vivid memories was the summer where one of the three channels available (I know, hard to believe) would broadcast a Godzilla movie each Friday evening. It was then that I familiarized myself with Mothra, Rhodan, Mechagodzilla, King Ghidorah and a host of other monsters Godzilla found himself pinned against.