Ghostbusters 3 To Go Into Production, CGI Expected To Ruin It

This is one we thought would never actually happen, like Mike Myers making a film worse than Cat in the Hat (The Love Guru) or James Bond wearing jeans (Quantum of Solace), but it seems that, yes, at last, Colombia Pictures have announced that Ghostbusters 3 is to go into production.

News as to exactly which cast members are retuning to battle ecto-snot and giant computer generated Liquorice Allsorts is thin on the ground. We do know that Bill Murray said he would never do another one. Then again Arnie probably said the same about another Terminator, until he was paid a gazillion dollars for Terminator 3: Rise of the Girdle.

What we do know is that the writing duo behind the U.S. version of The Office are on board - Gene Stupnitsky and Lee Eisenberg. This is good because the Americans’ take on The Office is now far from the rotting beached whale carcass of laughs it started out as, yet bad because it was Dan Akroyd and Harold Ramis who wrote the original Ghostbusters film, and that was more fun than a duvet you could wear to work.

Though being as they also wrote Ghostbusters 2, which makes us so angry we bite the TV screen every time it stuffs up the holiday schedules, maybe some new blood is what’s needed here? If they can explain why most of the cast have now gotten so fat they probably need mobility scooters, then more power to them.

Details of the plot are predictably just guesses based on no evidence whatsoever. We’ll throw our two cents in and mention something about the old group handing over to a younger, ‘hipper’ team of Ghostbusters, because that’s the terminally upsetting rumour that’s been bounded about in the past.

Imagine it now, Seth Rogen leads Fred Savage, Jonah Hill and Eddie Griffin on a comedy adventure ‘to unite the people and save the planet’. It’ll make 3 Ninjas seem like fucking Spinal Tap, we just know it.

Still, hope springs eternal. If Murray does sign up it’ll at least give him chance to be funny again, instead of all kooky and weird and covered in more make-up than a corpse. Think Kingpin, not Lost in Translation. And if they can bring back William Atherton as Walter ‘pencilneck’ Peck we’ll be some right happy bunnies. He rocks harder than a Hellboy happy slap.