As someone who always sees themselves reaching bandwagons
after the controversy has died down, I only just saw the new Ghostbusters film
yesterday. I’ll keep this short for fear of falling into the pitfall
surrounding this film, but my two cents are this: never in recent memory have I
felt so apathetic, so indifferent, so unwilling to even devote much of a
thought towards this motion picture. I sat in a theatre with perhaps 10 or 15
others – maybe two or three chuckles from them throughout the entire thing –
and I did not laugh at all while I was there. It honestly seems apparent that
the clout surrounding its release is more important than the actual film itself:
a generic, forgettable, PG-riddled improv collection of skits and call-backs to
the original film it’s so obviously banking on. This is a product, and the only
reason it still has legs is because people are making the identity politics
surrounding it a big deal.
