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- AUTHOR: ANGELA WATERCUTTER.ANGELA WATERCUTTER CULTURE
- DATE OF PUBLICATION: 07.15.16.07.15.16
- TIME OF PUBLICATION: 10:00 AM.10:00 AM
WE LOVE YOU, KATE MCKINNON. AND THANKS FOR SAVING GHOSTBUSTERS
HOPPER STONE/COLUMBIA PICTURESTHERE ARE AMPLE REASONS to go see Ghostbusters: supporting women, supporting quality comedy, supporting anything that isn’t Pokémon Go. But there’s only one that matters: bearing witness to the ascension of Kate McKinnon. A few poorly misguided reviews aside, McKinnon—and her ever-morphing facial expressions and dance moves—is the saving grace of Ghostbusters. It’s a performance so utterly weird and nuanced you can’t not watch it. Seriously. There’s no way to know what goes on in Kate McKinnon’s brain, but if the things her face and body do when she’s ad-libbing with her co-stars or dancing to DeBarge in this movie are spur-of-the-moment things, she might be the most naturally funny person on the planet. Yes, in a movie filled with three other very funny leads—Melissa McCarthy, Kristen Wiig, and Leslie Jones—that’s a bold statement. But here’s the thing: McCarthy, Wiig, and (to a lesser degree) Jones are giving the kind of performances you’d expect. Their schtick is high quality, but they’ve also done it before. What McKinnon brings to Holtzmann is asui generis abandon that’s simply indescribable. She’s part mad scientist, part super freak, and all heart. Not kidding about that last part; there’s no crying in Ghostbusters, but the one almost-monologue McKinnon gets is the only time you might feel an actual feeling.
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