My love of Ghostbusters is a recent one. I only first saw the film around 1998, have been too frightened of the opening scene as a child to get any further. But that love runs no less deep than any other ardent fan’s. So when Essex Cinemas got the digital rerelease of Ghostbusters, I leapt on the opportunity.
I was a little worried that the movie wouldn’t play, that the jokes would fall flat. But mostly, the audience got into it. Rick Moranis’ physical comedy as Louis got huge laughs. We applauded when the Stay-Puft Marshmallow Man tromped on-screen. Meanwhile I would occasionally mouth my favorite lines along with the characters: “Yes, it’s true. This man has no dick.”
It was a fun experience in a pretty nice theater. Apparently “T-Rex theatre” refers to “Theater Real Extreme,” making it a real thing, apparently. I thought the screen was a little far off to really fit my field of vision, but I acknowledge we were relatively high up in row-count, as well.
There are two more screening this month, next Thursday and the one after. I kinda want to go again. Next week is supposedly discounted for holders of college IDs and the one after targeted to costumers — or so I heard from someone who works in the attached restaurant.