At this point, there’s a good chance you’ve already made up your mind if you’re going to see the new Ghostbusters movie or not. And to be honest, I don’t care. No one cares. You can litter the comments of this review with as many “I will never see this”es as you want – no one cares, dude. (And I will never read them in a million years.) If it makes you feel better as a human being to write something like that, man, have at it. This whole dumb, fake, controversy is just so tired. I am so over it.
Let’s cut to the chase: I liked the new Ghostbusters. If that makes you mad, then everything I write from this point on will probably make you angrier. If this describes you, then you can stop reading. Or keep reading and get mad. Again, I really don’t care. I’m writing this on a Friday, but you’re probably reading this on a Sunday. While you’re getting mad, I’m probably drunk on margaritas somewhere. So, I promise you, I really don’t care.
For those of you still reading, here’s where I sort of backtrack and apologize for the aggressive tone. It’s just been, let’s say, tiring over the last few months with all the garbage that has oozed up about a movie no one had seen. (I can only imagine how anyone in the actual cast and crew has felt.) And now that I have seen it, it’s even more unbelievable that anyone wanted to make a fuss about this new Ghostbusters movie.
In a summer of fairly dismal would-be blockbusters, Ghostbusters easily rises to the top as one of my favorite movies of the season so far. Here’s the thing: The original Ghostbusters is funny, but it’s more “action-comedy” than comedy. I hate even trying to define it, I just think of it as “a good movie.” (I am not a revisionist who likes Ghostbusters II. I think Ghostbusters II is a bad movie.) When I quote the original Ghostbusters, it’s lines like, “We had the tools … we had the talent!” It’s not really funny, it’s just a good line. (Okay, the opening sequence when Peter Venkman is shocking a student is really funny.) I point all of this out because I don’t want you to take this as hyperbole when I say that I do believe I laughed more during the 2016 Ghostbusters.
That can’t be a huge surprise, right? That Paul Feig, the director of Bridesmaids and The Heat and Spy, made a funny movie? That’s what baffled me the most about this whole “controversy”: If anyone has earned the benefit of the doubt when it comes to comedies, it’s Paul Feig.
Erin Gilbert (Kristen Wiig) is about to receive tenure as a professor at Columbia, but an old book about the existence of ghosts that she co-authored with Abby Yates (Melissa McCarthy) resurfaces, which eventually leads to a) Erin’s dismissal from Columbia and b) Erin teaming up with her ex-friend, Abby, along with Abby’s partner, Holtzman (Kate McKinnon) when paranormal activity is discovered at an historic New York City mansion. (Which was shot in Boston and looks like Boston. This never bothered me until I moved to New York 12 years ago, but other cities theatrically subbing in for New York just never look like New York. Anyway.)