Before I get into the review, I would like to state my feelings about the current criticism for this movie. Ghostbusters: Afterlife seems to have hit a nerve amongst the film critic community. Many of them seemingly hate the film because this isn’t a sequel to the 2016 reboot. A film that critics seemed to love and fans seemed to absolutely hate. Countless reviews of the current movie place blame for its box office failure on the rejection of an all-female cast. I saw the movie with hopes it would be good. It turns out that it wasn’t. It’s absolute trash, and it’s not because the cast didn’t perform up to par. It had a terrible plot, bad jokes, and the worst villain possible. Something that couldn’t be saved no matter how well anyone in that film performed. It missed the mark, and it missed it big time, and now we have been given Ghostbusters: Afterlife.

This movie takes place in the present. Egon had become estranged from his family and friends. He has since passed away, and his family has inherited his farm in a small Oklahoma town. From here, they begin to realize things are not all as they seem. One might say there’s something strange in the neighborhood. Sorry, it’s out of my system now.

I loved Ghostbusters: Afterlife. The overall story is well done, and the cast is perfect. Mckenna Grace is excellent as Phoebe, Egon’s granddaughter. She is the main focus of this film. While the whole film is the family’s journey, it’s mostly hers. Phoebe is just like Egon. Genius-level intelligence and highly awkward. We get to follow her as she learns who her grandfather was and where she fits into the world. I wasn’t expecting a coming-of-age film when I walked into the theater, but it was a welcomed surprise.