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If there's something strange.... in your neighborhod.... it might be this film. But I kid. It's been a while since last time our quartet from New York graced the silver screen. Oh course, though they can no longer take on the roles, with one having passed away (RIP Harold Ramis aka Egon Spengler) but I think these four ladies can take up their roles for the new age of movie goers. It almost never made it after the trailer release from complaints about the characters not being the same we know and love. But they are still there, in cameo roles. Soom easier to spot than others. But here I give you my review on Ghostbusters.
To describe the movie wihtout spoilers, it is almost like the first film with elements of the second film thrown in, where the characters who later become the Ghostbusters are shunned by the universities they hale from. They take it upon themselves to prove they are right and that ghosts do exist. From the shadows, someone is working to bring about a disaster of biblical propotions and it's up to the newly formed Ghostbusters to put an end to it.
Now, my personal opion on the story. Not bad, I enjoyed it. It was kinda familiarly paced like the first film, with some added elements thrown in. It made for a more dramatic film in parts as the opposing force is always trying to shut the main characters out of the picture. It helps in a movie to keep you rooting for the main characters, to see them succeed and get some form of credit you feel they deserve. The twist of having a living antagonist is unique to the whole Ghostbusters idea. In both films, there is a super powerful ghost that is trying to come into the land of the living to cause destruction as he sees fit. This time it's different and I say that is a good thing because then this film might be preceved as a copy of the first Ghostbusters otherwise.
Visuals were stunning! The ghosts just look so real, and terrifying! While the effects used in the original movie were not as good, they were great for their time. On characters, not really much I can say about them besides being they mostly take the roles of their respective original Ghostbuster. Loved Leslie Jones' character. How bad ass can you get when you see some slap a ghost out of someone? She is noisy, but thankfully none of the sass that many people were worried about when having an all female cast to Ghostbusters. Amazing they got most of the original cast to appear in it! Admitedly, I missed a few when they were on screen, but I recognised the others. And OMG, we got iconic ghosts coming back! You know who I mean.... Slimer and Stay Puft. Oh man... and the iconic firehouse coming into a few scenes.... oh man! Fan service! What would have been better if they made a ghost appear for a few scenes that looked like Harold Ramis' character, Egon. That would be awesome!
Now, what I didn't like in this movie can be summed up in 8 words: relying on awkward word comedy and Chris Hemsworth. The moments where there is nothing but word play, like the equivelence of "that's what she said" comedy, were painfull. Sure I laughed, but I feel it directed me away from the story a little bit. Sure it might work, but I think it could be toned down a little. Esspecially at the beginning, painfully slow to start. And Chris Hemsworth's character. Man... I DID NOT LIKE HIM. SO.... painfully stupid and not at all entertaining to watch. The epitome of muscle-headed meatball. I mean, here's what made Annie Potts' character memorable: Her attitude and drawl. "Hello Ghostbustas..." oh man.... memorable! Chris Hemsworth's character... nothing memoriable. Ooh... slight english accent, and he's dumber than a box of rocks... whoope.......Yeck!
On the whole, I give Ghostbusters a 8.9 out of a possible 10. I say despite the pretty rediculous word comedy and awkward scenes, and the rather infuriating character by Chris Hemsworth, this film is worthy of being included in the Ghostbusters francise. It doesn't shine as brightly as the first, just below the second one. I say, give it half a chance and make up your own opions afterwards. Legend of Tarzan may be next for me!
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Huh, would have thought I was closer related to Twilight. Oh well, AJ's cool.
My DA Family
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Current Residence: Somewhere in Arizona
Favourite genre of music: Classic Rock
Favourite cartoon character: Martha -Martha Speaks, Fifi Lafume -Tiny Toons, and Foxglove -Chip n' Dale Rescue Rangers
Personal Quote: Man is free at the moment he wishes to be. -Voltair
Where A Bird Once NestedWhere A Bird Once Nested
All of Bricksburg was cloaked in a sea of darkness the beautiful night had brought with the light glow of the approaching dawn just barely starting to show on the horizon. In his apartment, Emmet Brickowski laid peacefully. The Master Builder and his friends had only just finished in destroying the enemy force of Duplo aliens that had threatened the safety of the universe. All was right with the universe once more.
Suddenly came a sound that disturbed the minifigure’s rest. The rhythm of it made him figure it was his alarm clock beeping. He reached out and smacked the top with his clawed hand to silence it. But the sound came back a second later. He smacked it again, and still the sound continued. Emmet sat up quickly and glared at his clock.
“What is with you?” he angrily asked the inanimate object. Then it hit him it wasn’t his a
The Magic Lives On (MSB Story) It was something that really none of her class had ever expected. And really, even though neither of them had ever set foot in her class for the past nineteen years, they had always had secretly worried about this day. It all happened on the morning of September 12, 2012.
Arnold Pearlstein had just woken up from his deep sleep. The young red haired man had been away for the past month identifying the composition of lava flows in Hawaii, and had only arrived back in Walkerville the previous night. He fumbled around blindly until he found his glasses. As he walked past his open closet, a small sentence ran through his head as he looked at a yellow and white horizontal striped sweater hanging from an old coat hanger.
I should stay home today, he thought.
For a moment, he honestly didnt know why he thought that, and then he remembered