I never got why people were so upset about this new Ghostbusters. Sure the decision to make all four new Ghostbusters female seemed gimmicky; it was one of the first things I heard about this new remake and it was clearly a marketing point. But there seem to be people actually upset about this. I would have been among them if the gender of the cast detracted from the quality of the film. It did not. Calm down everybody, they did not turn Ghostbusters into Bridesmaids.
Following a ghost invasion of Manhattan, paranormal enthusiasts Erin Gilbert and Abby Yates, nuclear engineer Jillian Holtzmann, and subway worker Patty Tolan band together to stop the otherworldly threat.
I hadn’t realized that Ghostbusters was a guy thing before all the hype for the new movie. Sure the original failed the Bechdel test but then almost all movies from the 80s did. I think it became a guy thing as soon as the new Ghostbusters casting was announced. Now I’ve seen what can happen when you bring a gal into what is a essentially male space (say, bringing the reluctant girlfriend to the D&D game) and it can suck the joy right out of the experience. But the opposite happened with this movie. It was MORE fun for its female cast, I promise you. It was more hilarious. For example, it turns out girls can make WAY dirtier fart jokes than guys can. (Gay man, didn’t know). Throughout the whole movie, I laughed. A LOT.
Not everything was perfect or course. There were jokes that fell flat, moments that didn’t make sense. There were moments where it seemed to be trying too hard. Chris Hemsworth wore a shirt too often. And since the theme of this week’s review is Gender, why is it that the story’s protagonists can be gender progressive but the story’s villain, a misanthropic loner bent on world destruction, remains male? If women in movies can be heroes, they can also be villains. But I nitpick, it really doesn’t matter all that much.