Last night was my husband G. Grod’s turn to pick what we watched, and he chose Ghostbusters, as part of a recent 80’s comedy bender we’ve been on since we watched Trading Places at Christmastime. He was worried that it wouldn’t hold up, then spoiled all the lines and laughed throughout the movie. It _does_ hold up. It’s funny, with the teensiest bit of raunch, and Bill Murray and Dan Ackroyd are perfectly hilarious as they confront creatures and get slimed. Yes, it does have some of the best lines:
Human sacrifice, dogs and cats living together… mass hysteria!
But I think my favorite moment is when Sigourney Weaver’s character comes out of the conservatory, and Murray is doing a little kick/hop/dance across the fountain square. It’s brief, funny and charming. Rather like the whole movie.