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Godzilla-like mega monsters.

True, we’ve seen this type of city-wide carnage destruction often enough in the past – even as recently as last month in Pacific Rim: Uprising – but it’s given an added layer of resonance thanks to Davis’ relationship with George.

It’s the film’s best connection as Johnson’s scenes with Naomie Harris’ geneticist Dr Caldwell never really click, and other big names like Jeffrey Dean Morgan (Harvey Russell) and Joe Manganiello (Burke) come and go so fast that you can’t help but think Peyton only had both on board for a limited time due to other commitments.

The screenplay – penned by no fewer than four writers – wisely has the cast embrace the absurdity of it all and some of the one-liners would be right at home in a Schwarzenegger eighties-actioner.

It’s no surprise Peyton turned to the effects wizards at Weta to bring the trio of big beasties to life – and the studio does another remarkable job

Wolf Ralph and crocodile Lizzie are heartless juggernauts hell-bent on destruction, whereas George is like a mix between King Kong and Planet of the Apes’ Caesar.

As is often the case in blockbusters, the digital creations put most of their human counterparts in the shade – but Johnson’s soulful charisma is so infectious, he more than holds his own.

Rarely has a film been as aptly titled as Rampage; bombarding the senses for nearly two hours, it does exactly what it says on the tin.