If Ghostbusters fans should be
upset by any aspect of this reboot it’s the complete lack of
effort put into the spooks themselves. Slimer and the Stay Puft
Marshmallow Man make a not
so surprise return, but there’s
no invention otherwise. Made in
the wake of Michael Jackson’s
Thriller, the original reveled in
its practical creations, but there’s
nothing here to match that montage of New York being overtaken by ghosts on the loose.
Thanks to the cinematography
of Robert Yeoman (best known
for his work with Wes Anderson),
this version is admittedly far easier on the eyes.
If I haven’t mentioned the plot,
it’s because it barely exists, and
the movie is probably better off
for it. Structurally, Paul Feig’s film
owes more to the anarchic ‘30s
and ‘40s comedies (The Ghost
Breakers, Spook Busters, Spooks
Run Wild, etc) that influenced
Ivan Reitman’s film than to the
Fine Art Photography
all you need.
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