I’m not gonna worry about GHOSTBUSTERS: AFTERLIFE. I’m going to have faith.
I’m not going to think about how ridiculously high the bar has been set. It would have been anyway: it’s the first GHOSTBUSTERS movie (that isn’t an unfortunate revisionist misstep) in over 30 years, and one that promises to be a proper continuation of the original series, one reassembling all the primary cast from the first two films and directed by the son of the director of the original. That’s big, all on its own. But then the pandemic hit and this movie got delayed. How many times was it scheduled to hit theaters only for it to be yanked again from the schedule? I’ve lost count. But each of those yankings has only served to heighten the anticipation for it that much more, only served to raise the bar even higher into the stratosphere.
The reveal of the MiniPufts does help to ease my mind a bit. Helps to shore up my faith that GHOSTBUSTERS: AFTERLIFE *will* be everything that we’re hoping it will be, and will be worth the wait. Check out the clip here. I haven’t seen itty-bitty horrors this adorable since the killer gingerbread men from KRAMPUS.