Ghostbusters: Afterlife debuts on VOD after a sluggish theatrical run, preceded by Covid-related release delays, which were preceded by a 2016 floparoo of a franchise reboot, which was was preceded by decades of interest/anticipation for a sequel or something, which was preceded by 1989’s disappointing Ghostbusters II, which was preceded by an all-time classic and perfect movie, 1984’s Ghostbusters, which was preceded by the emergence of the universe, which I’m pretty sure would be tooling along just fine with only the one Ghostbusters movie. Afterlife carries some pedigree with it via director Jason Reitman, son of Ivan, and brings back all the old characters to fart around in a new story dominated by new characters. So will it seem like a new movie altogether, or be haunted by the specters of the franchise’s bumpy past?
The Gist: We don’t know this is Summerville, Oklahoma yet, but we’ll learn that soon enough: Some crazy shit is going on. It involves an old man in an isolated farmhouse. Long story short, he’s killed by a ghost, but it’s written off as a heart attack. Elsewhere, Callie (Carrie Coon), whose last name is Spengler, please raise an eyebrow to that, gets her butt evicted from her apartment, so she has to pack up 15-year-old son Trevor (Finn Wolfhard) and 12-year-old daughter Phoebe (Mckenna Grace) and move into the dilapidated dump she inherited from the father who abandoned her decades ago – the very same man who died in the opening moments, the man known as Egon Spengler, Ghostbuster. IMDB