VIMT4 returns to the live stage on June 25 at 8:00pm at Garden Friends, home of the Main Street Theater Company. Once again, we'll be opening for our good friends at Death by Improv. And this isn't just VIMT4's return...
It's a THEME show!
June 25: Very Incredible Movie Theater 4 presents Christmas In July In June: Based on the novel "Push" by Sapphire.Â
I’ve been obsessed with Ghostbusters since I was four years old. I’ve seen the movies an unhealthy amount of times, I had a Ghostbusters jumpsuit my sainted mother had to wash every day, Ghostbusters pajamas, Ecto 1 and Ecto 1A, the Firehouse playset, a metric ton of action figures, the trap, a proton pack, and a projector gun that I stuck a golfball in and was never able to get it. I’m enough of a fan that I’m fairly certain that if I ever met Bill Murray or Dan Aykroyd, they’d have to take out a restraining order against me.
It should come as no surprise, then, that I’ve been hoping for a Ghostbusters III ever since I left a movie theater in 1989 after watching Ghosbusters II. I’ve checked periodically to see whether or not a Ghostbusters III is in the works or not, and it turns out that Murray, Aykroyd, and Harold Ramis all what to do it, and a couple of writers from The Office are writing a script. This is quite a turnaround from a year ago, when Aykroyd said the upcoming video game was, essentially Ghostbusters III.
These days, though, I’m not as excited about Ghostbusters III. I mean, I’ll see it opening night if it happens, quote lines from the movie endlessly, and possibly buy myself a new toy proton pack. But, the thing is, why should I be so hyped about something I’ve already seen?
You heard me right, I’ve seen Ghostbusters III. Months ago, in fact. You see, it came to me in a dream.
A few months ago, I dreamed I was in a movie theater, watching Ghostbusters III. It was quite a different concept. Twenty years, of course, had passed. Ghostbusting had been outlawed. Venkman was a celebrity of some kind, I believe a Dr. Joel Osteen improve-your-life kind of scam. Ray was quietly working in his bookstore, and Egon had vanished off of the face of the earth. Ray and Venkman met up because ghosts were starting to pop up in New York again, but Egon was nowhere to be found. They decide to restart the Ghostbusters in order to draw Egon out of hiding, and are promptly taken into federal custody.
In a secret hangar (it may have been part of the spaceship made up to look like the Holiday Inn, I can’t be sure of that), they meet up again with Egon. Egon, it turns out, has been working with the feds about the resurgence or PKE activity, and discover that the ghosts of the aliens killed in the infamous Area 51 incident are responsible for all the activity. The boys have to go into space to fight Ghosts in their new Ecto Spaceship. There’s space battles, hilarious banter, eye popping special effects. It’s fantastic. Then a man on a flaming pie came to me and said “You are Beatles with an A”.
The reason I’m bringing this up is because, before the movie started, there were previews. For some reason, there was a preview of Ghostbusters III before Ghostbusters III. Why this was, I don’t know. I had to jot down the plot after I woke up to remember some of the details, but the images from this trailer have stuck with me, in particular a montage of effects, ghostbusting, and space battles set to the “daaaaaa da daaaaaaa da daaaaaa da daaaaaaa da da dadada “ part of the theme song. A few days ago, I saw a preview for the Ghostbusters video game. There’s a ghostbusting montage set to the same music cue as the montage in my dream. This was so similar to my dreamer that it literally raised goosebumps on my arm.
What is the point of all this, you may be asking? Mainly, that it’s a miracle that women speak with me.
I’ve been a smoker since I was seventeen. I started the summer after I graduated from high school, and for most of the eight years since, I’ve been a solid half-a-pack to pack-a-day smoker, depending on how stressed I was. Nevertheless, I’ve always thought quitting was easy. After all, I’ve done it dozens of times! (roflmao)
However, early this summer, as my twenty-sixth birthday loomed, I remembered an article I read in Men’s Health while waiting to get my haircut a couple years before (Look, I know I don’t look like a Men’s Health reader. I’m not. I was only reading it because the place I was getting my haircut didn’t subscribe to Better Beers and Donuts). The article said that if one quits smoking before the age of 27, their lung function can pretty much return to normal. As our last live show loomed, I decided that this would mark the end of my lifetime as a smoker. Being a nervous piece of shit, I’d need that filthy habit to fall back on as a had a panic attack leading up to the show. Knowing that, without some sort of support system, I’d likely fail, I decided to keep a journal. Here’s what I wrote:
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