Hey! I found the DVD for Ghostbusters! Now, where's that Cars disc...
To be very honest, I was mowing my lawn when it struck me that I wasn't totally pumped up to watch Ghostbusters, which is what I'd be doing as soon as I finished.
It's not that I don't love the movie; it's just that, for the first time during this project, I felt like I had to get inside to do my homework, check the Ghostbusters box, and move on.
Well: I loved it, of course. There's something about the music right off the top and that opening scene that sets the mood, the following scene that sets the tone, and the rest of the movie that plays them both perfectly.
I didn't feel that way when I was 10, mind you. I was freaked out in the theatre and didn't make it until the end. I remember my brothers chiding me later on at home for missing the best part (Stay-Puft), but whatever. I'd told my dad I wanted to leave and off we went.
I didn't watch the whole thing until it was on video, and I then proceeded to watch it over and over. It became my most-watched movie for a couple of years until the 1986 Transformers spectacular took over.
This time, and I can't say why exactly, I was most amused by the Archbishop's reaction to Venkmen suggesting to the mayor that he'd be saving the lives of millions of registered voters: a wry, knowing smile, either to suggest that he recognized Peter's good play, or the fact that he knew it would work on his friend, or that he agreed - or all of it.
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