Day 57. 181 pages, 88,660 words. I’m saying no change here because I have had a nutty week and my timetable is a mess.
This is probably an old joke by now but who cares? The new Ghostbusters trailer is out. I’m going to start from a position of cynicism (into which, to be fair, I put the “cis”), and move on through to starry-eyed optimism, open-mindedness and hippy-dippy peace and tolerance.
Apologies in advance.
First, here’s the trailer:
No, wait, sorry, that’s Police Chief O’Mannahan from Futurama. Sorry, but the first thing I thought when I saw they’d rebooted Ghostbusters with all women was “you’re gonna get your boobs scuffed.”
 Reboot but also sequel? How does that work? It’s meant to be 30 years after it happened the last time so this is a world that already knows ghosts are a thing and the technology already exists to trap them. I guess we’ll have to wait and see how that is all explained.
Seriously though, it’s awesome. Here’s the trailer, for realsies.
Hey. It actually … doesn’t look horrible.
Okay, it’s a reboot of a classic and that’s always going to make people unhappy. Did they need to remake the movie? Probably not. But could they make a new movie where ghosts are real and there’s a scientific way to influence them – without it being Ghostbusters? I don’t think so.
It’s got lots of BSTs and humour and it looks like fun. And let’s try to remember that Ghostbusters got a sequel, and it was also silly and fun but anyone who thinks this is a hallowed franchise that must not be touched is deluding themselves.
And anyone who even cares that the main characters are all women in this case? Sexist. I don’t care. There’s no other real objection to make here. If you’re pissed because of that, you’re sexist.
And … go.