Yours portly hasn’t had much time to watch movies the past two weeks, and I can feel the glory of the Halloween season slipping away with each busy day. October has always seemed to fly by like a witch fleeing Walpurgisnacht, and all those months of gleeful anticipation seem to culminate in a celebration that passes in an instance. The older I get, the fast all time seems to pass, but especially October.
So in casting about for a good movie to review, I was coming up empty. Whenever I run into this rare bit of writer’s block, I walk over to my bookshelf and inspect the DVD section. That usually helps to jog my memory, and this time was no different. My eyes swiftly went to my box set of Ghostbusters (1984).
I remember purchasing this box set, which also includes the unfairly maligned sequel, Ghostbusters II (1989). My very first girlfriend had dumped me, and I undertook a quest to purchase a DVD of at least the original Ghostbusters film as some misguided way to ease my pain through the magic of retail therapy—and laughter.
This quest took place in March 2010. The world was quite different at the time. While I could have ordered it from Amazon (I think), I wanted to buy it in a store. Living in rural South Carolina, the task was more difficult fourteen years ago, but not impossible. It required, however, going to a brick-and-mortar retailer—remember those?—and hunting down a copy.
I was living—unhappily, and not just because of the breakup—in Sumter, South Carolina, which had a few more amenities than Lamar, but was not exactly a thriving metropolitan center. There was a failing mall and a slightly-more-successful Walmart. I think I tried the Walmart first, but with no success, so I hopped over to the mall and its little chain music store (I can’t remember what franchise it was—Suncoast, maybe?)—and there it was: an overpriced two-DVD set of the classic films. Even used—yes, it was a used copy!—I paid $13. That’s the equivalent of $18.80 today.
It was a complete ripoff, but I was looking to be taken advantage of by a faceless corporate entity. Anyway, I had a quest to complete—and laughs to enjoy.
