As before, the catalyst for their adventure is that ravishingly statuesque cellist, Dana (Sigourney Weaver).
These early scenes are filled with nostalgia for the glory days of the first film, and a good bit of water is lackadaisically treaded before the boys shoulder their proton packs for action. Only Egon (Ramis), who conducts experiments on the effect of emotions on the environment, has moved on with his life. As the host of a cable show titled "The World of the Psychic," Venkman (Bill Murray) is only slightly higher up the celebrity food chain. Ray (Aykroyd) and Winston (Ernie Hudson) are reduced to making appearances at kids' birthday parties. As a result, the boys languish like out-of-work samurai. Once heroes, the Busters are now defunct, forbidden from paranormal high jinks by a judicial restraining order. At the very beginning, the filmmakers fix us in time with a joke - a title reading "Five Years Later." Much has changed in the intervening years. What you notice first is how loose and fit-looking the performers are, how comedy-ready. Rather than give us less, they give us more. The filmmakers' confidence in their audience's affection seems to have freed them to relax and play around with their material. It's better-looking than the first production (Michael Chapman shot it and Bo Welch designed it) and less mechanical (the gags aren't as programmed or as dependent upon special effects). The results here, though, are just the opposite. They know they've got you, regardless of what's up on the screen, and the result is often listless and routine, filmmaking by rote. Usually there's an arrogance in sequelmakers. But the dumbness has personality and invention, much more so than in the first film, and the jokes spring right out of the heart of America's long trash heritage. It's a mishmash, like the first film, big and dumb and clunky. Hammered together out of the junkiest of elements, the movie rattles along with a pleasing rambunctiousness, tossing off its quips and one-liners and scoring on a remarkably high percentage of them.ĭirected (again) by Ivan Reitman, from the script (again) from Harold Ramis and Dan Aykroyd, the picture is neither slick nor streamlined. In comedy, laughs are the bottom line, and by this criterion "Ghostbusters II" is well into the black almost before the opening credits have rolled.
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