Jake H.

As a child Ghostbusters showed me a world that was unfathomable. As my perception of the world grows, my understanding of the world shrinks with each new experience. Im brought back to my memories viewing it as a child. I lived in a small town in northern Ontario. A town so small it makes wawa look like LA. In many ways I'm just as naive today as I was back then. Drowning in information. Existential dread and the sorrow of others. But that fills me with determination and avenues for self growth and reflection. Also important is that it's the first movie we've been to as a family. My heroes in the movie reflect their age and mine. Tarnished, unfiltered, old. Strong with resolve, but lacking understanding of those seperate from one's own psyche. I shed a year and looked at my children enamored by the spectacle unfolding on the screen. I am happy and full. Yet, it's just a movie, a money making tool. With the only true value it carries is what the viewer assigns to it. I am a silly man. I love it