1. GHOSTBUSTERS, whether good or bad, doesn’t need to be a referendum on female-driven comedies so long as we keep making them anyway.

2. it gives me no pleasure to report that GHOSTBUSTERS is a lazy, uninspired rehash of pre-existing iconography. at a certain point in the movie, the ghostbusters are attacked by their own logo — i sure know how they feel. ironically (in light of the misogyny directed its way), the gender-swap is the only thing this movie has going for it.

3. per Daniel Fienberg: "Nobody’ll buy this, but: If you pre-judge something for a year based on nothing, even if it *does* suck, it doesn’t mean you were 'right.'"

4. Kate McKinnon is indeed delightful, even…

71/100

Kristen Wiig, Melissa McCarthy, Leslie Jones, Kate McKinnon, and Chris Hemsworth. Ghostbusters: Answer the Call has one hell of a cast up its sleeve, and this reboot/nostalgia hybrid succeeds because of the joke-after-joke-after-joke chemistry molded through Paul Feig's streak of modern, witty comedies. He has a knack for taking a room full of varied characters and supplying humor in sharp, frequent bursts. It's a film of improvisation, goofy personalities, spooky thrills, and a gigantic save the city climax. Robert Yeoman's cinematography in particular is brightly fluid and colorful, capturing the otherworldly beauty of portals, silly ghostbusting contraptions, and the various haunted locals with a degree of grace and style. It feels - and looks - like a fun horror…

It feels... empty? There is a disconnect here, something wrong with this film that resides, I think at this time, in the characters. In the dialogue, which is as far from human as possible while still being recognizable words. In the pacing, which gives no time for motivation and development to breath, no time for the world to come alive. Something is introduced, then it is whisked away, making it seem less like settings and myth-building, and more like excuses. The foreshadowing is lacking, perhaps, in the things that will turn out to matter. It doesn't come with surprises; it just makes the film feel abbreviated (despite an engorged runtime).

Perhaps it's the manner of the humor. I don't think…

For a Paul Fieg film, I know this could have been funnier. The problem is I think Sony was very interested in this being a franchise film over a comedy. But you know what made me love this film? It's a film about women just doing shit, being ghost hunters, being goofballs, being underestimated, being weird, unsexy, NORMAL. And god, every single man who froths at the mouth with rage at the existence of this movie, even the well intentioned nerd dudes who genuinely take this movie apart, they just don't understand that at all! They don't understand what it's like to feel almost childlike excitement and giddiness as a grown woman seeing a weirdo mad scientist lady completely annihilate…