I was watching a bit of The Little Mermaid, the formerly Saturday morning cartoon. I don't have much reason except there's not a lot going on some times of the day and Deep Space Nine hadn't started yet. It may also be that I'll watch pretty near anything animated as long as it isn't trying at all to be hip or ``adult''. Anyway, I watched it some back when I was in Troy. Many of the episodes were reasonably entertaining, often with Ariel and Triton fighting over the issues of trust, independence, and protection which had they been settled like the episodes suggested would have prevented the movie from taking place. But people often will avoid learning lessons as long as they have any choice.
Anyway, this episode featured the discovery of frozen dinosaurs in the polar icecap which Ariel, naturally, manages to free, on the grounds that Flounder didn't much like being frozen in ice and would the dinosaurs like it any better? But while the dinosaurs do seem glad to not be frozen in blocks of ice, they're not very grateful, going on a short little rampage until Ariel's daddy can, once again, show up and whip up a little hot-spring-fueled lost continent for them to inhabit away from everyone. That is to say, yes, they managed to get a Godzilla story in on The Little Mermaid.
Idle question: has there ever been the discovery of ice-frozen prehistoric animals, in fiction, which didn't result in their prompt unfreezing and going on a rampage? It was even one of the plots for a Fleischer Superman short. Conversely, when did that idea became de rigeur for frozen animals ? I imagine it dates to the discovery of preserved woolly mammoths, since who'd believe well-preserved corpses otherwise, but then where did it come from? There's a missing piece in my cultural knowledge of Arthur Conan Doyle's The Lost World, which seems like it might be important, but I've been generally less than enthusiastic about reading Doyle, and the TV adaptations of The Lost World I've seen have made it so ponderous that I drift off to anything where I don't have to get behind the plot and push. There was a Sci-Fi Channel ``radio'' adaptation a few years back, which demonstrated mostly that they had no idea how real old-time radio drama could establish setting with a few seconds of foley and a well-chosen bit of dialogue. They might fall overboard in using dialogue as a tactical exposition delivery system (``Julie! Neither my trustworthy photographer Archier nor I would expect to see my ex-fiancee at a cocktail party to introduce our scientific expedition to the press thrown by Walter, my much-maligned and struggling expedition's sole financier!'') but they got the story moving in the first six hours.
Trivia: Benedict Arnold was made a General (for the Colonists) on 10 January 1776. Source: The First American Army, Bruce Chadwick.
Currently Reading: The Essence of Style, Joan DeJean.