So I saw Ghostbusters this weekend.
I really liked it.
I bought the in-universe book (and yes, broke my no buying embargo. But it was the last copy!).
I want to be Abby (Melissa McCarthy) for Halloween, if I can round up some others to fill out the roster. You know who you are (cough, Camy, Bree?).
The ratings are rising on IMDB, and a solid 73% from the critics on rotten tomatoes, where the audience score is also rising. It's done better in the box office than expected (though China's thrown a monkey wrench into things).
On to the mushy stuff.
I've never seen a Ghostbusters movie in a theater before. I've never gotten to hear the theme play in surround sound, or see the Ecto-1 pull up to the firehouse, all larger than life. I've never been blinded by the proton stream. I've never heard the CLUNK of a trap as it rolls across the floor and pulls an evil spirit to the depths.
I wept openly when I finally had these things.
I got to experience it with my family. We all liked it.
But the most important thing is I don't need to lie to myself. It was good, for real and true. I don't have to make excuses or flinch at the so bad it's bad parts, or say 'yeah, but you have to consider'. None of that. It was good. My optimism paid off, as it so rarely does.
I am so happy.
I really liked it.
I bought the in-universe book (and yes, broke my no buying embargo. But it was the last copy!).
I want to be Abby (Melissa McCarthy) for Halloween, if I can round up some others to fill out the roster. You know who you are (cough, Camy, Bree?).
The ratings are rising on IMDB, and a solid 73% from the critics on rotten tomatoes, where the audience score is also rising. It's done better in the box office than expected (though China's thrown a monkey wrench into things).
On to the mushy stuff.
I've never seen a Ghostbusters movie in a theater before. I've never gotten to hear the theme play in surround sound, or see the Ecto-1 pull up to the firehouse, all larger than life. I've never been blinded by the proton stream. I've never heard the CLUNK of a trap as it rolls across the floor and pulls an evil spirit to the depths.
I wept openly when I finally had these things.
I got to experience it with my family. We all liked it.
But the most important thing is I don't need to lie to myself. It was good, for real and true. I don't have to make excuses or flinch at the so bad it's bad parts, or say 'yeah, but you have to consider'. None of that. It was good. My optimism paid off, as it so rarely does.
I am so happy.
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