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Opening in Orlando: Ghostbusters, The Dog Lover and more 


Ghostbusters I can't remember a major release I was pulling for harder than this one. First of all, it's a great idea: If a spook-hunting operation existed in today's Manhattan, I can easily see it being an all-female outfit. (Really, the original Ghostbusters were just the paranormalist equivalent of Molly Maids in the first place.) Second of all, the cast is terrific, combining three of the stars of SNL's women-led renaissance with an XX-chromosome Jackie Gleason I find funny way more often than I should. (And yeah, I understand the criticism that the white chicks are all working professionals while Leslie Jones' character is a lowly MTA worker. But you know what? You tell her.) And finally, every dollar that this project makes is a dagger in the heart of the misogynist troglodytes who broadcast their Freudian insecurities and rape fantasies on genre-bro bulletin boards like Ain't It Cool News. Now all we have to do is make sure Sony never goes through with that all-male re-reboot they were planning as a sop to the wimmin-haters, and all will be well in the land of slime. As long as the movie doesn't suck, of course. (PG-13)

Also Playing The Dog Lover A crusading animal-rights activist goes undercover to expose the goings-on at a breeding farm. Now, you're probably wondering how you could subject yourself to a feature's worth of cruelty towards canines when you can't even watch late-night TV commercial breaks without a crying towel. Well, chill out, Sarah McLachlan, because this movie is dedicated to the proposition that breeders can be pretty cool and responsible folks, even when they're set upon by extremist pro-rescue assholes. What's that, you say? That's even worse? Now you know why the flick flew in under the radar with a small release and minimal promotion. It was funded by Forrest Lucas, an Indiana oilman who devotes his time and money to pro-hunting, anti-vegetarian, anti-animal rights endeavors. Somebody oughta neuter him. (PG)

Our Kind of Traitor Ever notice how many poorly advertised, weakly received films seem to star Ewan McGregor? I mean, he isn't yet the new Adrien Brody or Jude Law, but he's on his way. Rex Reed of the New York Observer described McGregor as "barely awake" in this John le Carré adaptation, in which an unsuspecting British couple gets caught between the machinations of a Russian money launderer and the MI6. Fun trivia: Post Brexit, the MI6 will be known as the MI5-1/2. And McGregor will have to think twice before buying that new Serta. (R)


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