I really, really, really wanted to see Ghostbusters. Bear's maths lesson this weekend was cancelled, so I thought it was a great opportunity. I read the reviews, and I was a little nervous about taking a nine year old in. As DH had already introduced bear to Doctor Who I wasn't as worried as I could have been, but I kept an eye on bear all the way through the film. So far bear has been fine, but the proof will be whether there is a three am nightmare or not. I doubt it. It was scary, but less than some Doctor Who episodes, and bear was giggling a lot of the time.
It wasn't the same as the eighties film (which I watched three times at the cinema and danced in the queue as I waited) but I think it was just as funny, and a little edgier. It just worked. I enjoyed the cameos by the original cast as well.
I want to go and watch it again!
Bear has been to a birthday party this evening. He came back full of sugar and full of fun. He had an amazing time with some old friends.
I really want to see it again.