How They Should Make Ghostbusters 3

They should not make another Ghostbusters sequel.  There are constant rumors of this, and some people are eager at a chance to relive their fond Ghostbusters memories, but those people need to just go break out their old VHS of the classic films and stop trying to make a trilogy at the expense of the two films that so many people hold dear.

Let’s be honest, the only reason that the Ghostbusters sequel would be successful is Bill Murray, who has maintained relevancy by being an awesome guy (by using his fame to steal food and play kick ball).  But he seems to have bailed on the project, leaving the other 3 busters.  And do we really want a film with them?

4 Criminally Underappreciated Films

Ink

This indie feature was pointed out to me by my cousin, and I gladly point it out to anyone who wishes to watch an incredible film.  The plot is a little weird, with large portions taking place on an alternate plane of reality, where a disfigured monster, Ink, has captured a child and plans to bring her to demons.  That description doesn’t come close to how great the plot is, but what’s important is that this fantasy storyline runs parallel to the story of a businessman in a depression after the death of his wife, and the storylines play perfectly with each other and manage to bring out strong and vibrant emotions.

I rarely cry in films, but Ink is one of the few that has made me cry (on multiple occasions, actually).  It is simply one of those films that makes such a strong connection between the characters and the audience that you end up truly caring about the characters, and soon their battles become your battles.  Combine this with great visuals and solid performances, and you have a film that is one of my all-time favorites.

Why Did I Enjoy Van Wilder So Much?

I remember when I was younger, and I loved any film I saw.  When I saw “Daredevil” in theaters, I loved it.  “The Nutty Professor 2”?  Big fan.  “Dumb and Dumberer: When Harry Met Lloyd”?  Genius.  Sometime early in high school, I gained the ability to notice if a film was complete shit.  But that didn’t stop me from still enjoying “Van Wilder”, even after I was busy telling my classmates that their tastes in films were awful and that “Scary Movie 4” was an abomination that they should be ashamed of enjoying.

But why did I enjoy “Van Wilder” so much?  Until I previously rewatched it on tv, I hadn’t seen the film for a few years, but still had fond memories of watching it a few times in high school.  But why?  I couldn’t understand how I could have liked a film that was so awful.