It was inevitable that that jerk would steal those tiny little women and use them in some two bit show of his. What he didn't realize was that they were in a kind of symbiosis with Mothra, a flying creature what would protect them if necessary. There are some pretty good scenes, where these men, lacking conscience, murder their way into the jungle and set everything in motion. The weapon that the caterpillars have, the ability to shoot out a kind of sticky thread, is pretty creative. The girl singing is quite tiresome. But, ultimately, we have creature that is normally non-threatening, doing its thing. I was once told by a fellow viewer that if they wanted to really destroy Mothra, they needed to create a giant screen door with a big light behind it, or, better yet, an enormous wool sweater. These are food for thought. I did find this more enjoyable than many of the subsequent offerings, using the same creatures.
