Here’s something kind’ve ironic…

Turns out one of my favorite movies of this past summer is one I didn’t even take time to see in a theater on the Big Screen.

In fact, I just saw it last night on Blu-ray in my living room.

But even on a relatively small screen — I know a lotta folks got to see it on IMAX 3D, and I envy them now — Pacific Rim is friggin’ spectacular.

In case you don’t know, it’s a sci-fi “giant monsters vs. giant robots” movie.

Imagine colossal Godzilla-types dukin’ it out with Transformers for two hours.

OK, it’s not for everyone.

But for a guy like me, raised on monsters like Mothra, Gamera, and Ghidrah, Pacific Rim tickled every neural fanboy circuit in my noggin.

Awesome.

I also liked the movie’s “message,” buried in all the destruction and mayhem.

You see, the story centers around a washed-up robo-pilot who’s called out of retirement in a last-ditch effort by humankind to “destroy all monsters” (fans of old Japanese monster movies will appreciate my reference).

This pilot and, in fact, just about every human being in the film, has to overcome past traumas, fears, and insecurities to squash the enormous beasties.

Over and over and over again.

So in short, the movie’s message is…

Get back on the horse.

Get. Back. On. The. Horse.

Don’t quit.

When you feel defeated, plow forward.

Approach your challenge from different angles, but keep moving.

If you do, even the Kaiju can’t keep you down.