Ghost Town

This is the first in an installment of shorter reviews of films that really don’t require the in-depth deconstruction of my relentlessly delving mind. They will be called Cable Quickies and NetFlix Q-Picks, and I’ll rate them as awful, worthy, or “enh.”

Ghost Town is Ricky Gervais’s first starring role in a feature film. If you don’t know who Ricky Gervais is, he’s the creator of “The Office” and star of the British version, and same-same of “Extras,” some of the best comedy shows of the last decade. He’s a stand-up comedian of no small stature or talent, and one of the funniest self-effacing comics working. He makes a nastier, less pathetic character for Ghost Town, where he plays Bertram Pincus, a dentist who after a botched colonoscopy, can now see Dead People. Apparently the bug up his ass was disturbed and by the probing, and struck back.
Greg Kinnear plays the other jerk in the film- a cheat who dies while arguing with someone who unintentionally informed his wife of his unfaithful ways. Of course, every other ghost in New York City can also see Ricky, and like Whoopi he can’t get rid of them. This is all fun, but the movie follows a typical rom-com formula when Greg wants to use Pink-ass to sabotage his wife’s relationships, and he of course ends up falling for her. She’s played by Téa Leoni, as tasty-looking and bland as ever. No wonder she married David Duchovny. The movie needed more of Gervais simply conversing with Téa or Kinnear, which for me was the funny part. Scrooge is funny, when he sees the light and turns into Mother Teresa, not so much.

Rating: “Enh”