Ghostbusters (1984) was a classic tale of mid-career
professional academics who came to a crossroads of sorts in their careers. They
had run afoul of that most sacred cow in academia. A sacred cow that was so
inviolable that to even question it was to be branded as a heretic and forever
cast out of the warm confines of the ivory tower.

What did our intrepid heroes Dr. Peter Venkman, EgonSpangler, Ray Stanz do that so rankled the academic community of Columbia
University? They dared expose to the world that ghosts were a very real
phenomenon and impossible to ignore.
They set up shop in a derelict fire house and acquired an
ancient ambulance to scoot about the City Too Busy To Sleep. But Egon slowly
catches wind of a serious spectral problem.
Their problems with the powers that be only amplified as the
spectral war ramped up. Civil servants steeped in the cesspool of the early
1980s concrete jungle that was New York City simply did not have time to deal
with this supposed spectral war.
Classic though it may be, director Ivan Reitman made the odd
choice to turn a light comedy. A war with ghosts is not a comedy. Existence
itself is no laughing matter.
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