If, hypothetically, something strange was occurring in your neighbourhood, then you might reasonably want to contact someone about the issue. The question is who?
The answer is four women, three of whom are disgraced scientists, operating from above a terrible takeaway. As the only people who believe in ghosts, this underfunded and distinctly amateur outfit is humanity’s last and only line of defence against the restless dead. It has taken me a while to get round to watching the all-female Ghostbusters reboot. I know that all sorts of people had very strong opinions about its conception and quality, often before having seen it. I was pleasantly surprised by this film.
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The Nines was leant to me by a friend, after we discovered our mutual affection for Ryan Reynolds. We had a long conversation about his films, and found many opinions in common; we even both enjoyed Green Lantern.
Over the course of the conversation, it eventually became clear that our individual interests in the actor were, whilst similar in effect, based on different causes. I like Ryan Reynolds, as I’ve mentioned before, because he’s a likeable, idealised everyman. She likes Ryan Reynolds because he looks good shirtless. We argued, briefly, over whose reason was shared by more people.
Despite this difference, she did lend me The Nines, assuring me that it was a good film even if I didn’t harbour a secret passion for the actor. She turned out to be right – I did enjoy it. With that said, I probably would have enjoyed it more if Ryan Reynolds was my idea of Adonis. Continue reading “The Nines (2007) – Review”