In much the same vein as Dippold's 2016 Ghostbusters script, which is to say scattershot moments of decent ghost action in between very long stretches of exposition and characters being quippy but not especially funny. I'd even call it something of an improvement in that it has no moments of terrible improv; you can tell that everyone in the cast is sticking 100% to the script because riffing takes extra effort, and nobody wants to stay on this set any…

Although the chemistry between Aykroyd and Hanks is better than I expected, Joe and Pep's relationship tends to reflect a vacillating tendency in the film itself: if one partner is stiff to the point of absurdity (and gets many of the best lines as a result), and the other not especially a wild card so much as fucking annoying and prone to butting in with wiseass remarks, is it really a mismatched duo, or two goofy guys who take turns…