The 80s called. They want their sequels back. And, quite possibly, that gag. But that was my first thought upon hearing that a third Ghostbusters movie had been given the green light.
Original Ghostbuster Dan Ackroyd had been kicking the idea around for years and was especially bullish in blabbing on about getting it made. Unfortunately for him his ghostbustin' partner Bill Murray seemed equally as determined to avoid getting slimed for a third time.
Murray never outright shot down the idea, he just did passive-aggressive things like refuse to read any scripts Ackroyd sent him. He wasn't in or out. He was indifferent.
The thing was, the more enthusiastic Ackroyd got the less it sounded like a good idea. And watching the ghostbustin' gang as oldies, all suited up and hobbling around after ghosts that - and let's be honest here - they will soon be joining, just didn't appeal at all.
But now Ghostbusters 3 is go. Either without the originals at all or with them in a greatly diminished role. It's being helmed by Bridesmaids director Paul Feig, which is great. There's been much ballyhoo about the fact that he's assembling an all-female ghostbusting team but I can't see the problem with that. It'll give the film a new spin and I'd rather see that than one of today's male stars failing miserably to be the new Peter Venkman.