If aliens were to pass us right now to get an update on Earth, they would see poverty, war, disease… and an unusual number of 30-40 year olds in an angry venomous rage over a movie they haven’t seen yet.
Maybe you heard? There’s a Ghostbusters reboot coming out. It has an all-female cast. No one likes the trailers for it. People are in a frenzy over this. The general assumption out there on the Interwebz is that the sole reason everyone is upset over the new Ghostbusters movie, is because it’s an all-female cast. If someone complains that the trailer stinks, this must be the underlying reason. Nothing else.
Like a lot of ’80s kids, Ghostbusters was the first movie I ever saw in a theatre. It’s one of my first memories. I genuinely don’t remember a time without Ghostbusters in my general psyche. This isn’t just a movie you rebooted, Hollywood. It’s a franchise that was the background to a lot of people’s childhoods. When I had grown out of my Ghostbusters phase, my friend’s little brothers and sisters were catching on. It was always there. In movie form, then cartoons, toys, clothing… If you’re going to play around with a franchise that adults now identify a happy part of their childhood with, then you have to tread lightly or beware the wrath of millions of angry grown nerds.
I can’t speak on behalf of everyone else who isn’t eager to see this. I know some who are all ready for it and others who will catch it eventually out of curiosity and others who are in a crazed vile rage over it.
It has nothing to do with an all-female cast for me. I’m female. I should be immediately excited, right? My “meh” attitude is pretty basic: This reboot doesn’t heavily involve the original cast or crew. There. That’s it. I hate reboots of popular movies and would rather see Hollywood produce something original, but if it must be revisited, then bring as many original actors and writers back as you can and write a follow-up. If they say no, move on and create something new.
There is a strange craving for nostalgia right now among people my age. A desperate clinging to our youth as we watch it slip away. Popular culture seems dumber by the year, while all the things we once loved no longer get spoken about. Our childhood icons are dying. We’re getting old. We used to be relevant, we thought. The media used to speak to us ’80s babies/’90s teens directly and now it doesn’t. We were marketed to exclusively our whole lives it seemed, and now as adults our voices aren’t being heard. Boo hoo. We’re sad. Growing up sucks. We want our MTV back.
This reboot is essentially the Saved By The Bell: The New Class of Ghostbusters movies. It doesn’t matter who is standing there busting ghosts. Some of us just aren’t into it if it doesn’t reconnect us with the guys who made us originally fall in love with the story to begin with. It could be the worst Ghostbusters script on the planet right now… But if Bill Murray was saying those lines, you would have a room full of nerds cheering.
If we’re being rational, people should be content that if this had to be made with a new cast, it’s made with a talented cast of comedic actresses. Feel lucky, dear aging nerds, that Hollywood didn’t go for a new Ghostbusters movie with Zac Effron, Justin Bieber, Channing Tatum, Drake, and Miley Cyrus as the geeky secretary. They easily could have. You know someone is probably sitting in an office right now in Los Angeles, reading all your YouTube comments, missing the point entirely, and considering it for the summer of 2018.
Lest we forget: Ghostbusters 2. This version of Ghostbusters shouldn’t be this shocking or upsetting.