Note: I preferred the 2016 version. I’ll try not to be
biased. I promise.
In a way to compare the two films is almost an
injustice to a degree. Certain aspects of the 1984 film were expanded upon like
how the devices worked. One thing I loved about the 2016 version was the lack
of skirt chasing, or pant chasing? Anyway, the heart of the original was there:
the quirkiness of the characters from the original was there and even that was
original.
The humor in this 2016 version was more my style. Sure,
the 1984 version had its moments, however, I found the humor much more
appealing, likely due to its relevance to the situation, like the Ken doll
situation. One more thing about the humor in this film was the self-awareness
the 2016 version had: I don’t know if it’s a race this or a lady thing, but I’m
mad as hell (Patty). We must save the pretty receptionist! I simply love how
the director or writer poked fun at dumb blonde jokes, but putting an
attractive dumb blonde male in there as the receptionist as opposed to the
snippy receptionist.
I loved the cameo’s! More on those in a bit.
Anyway, the 1984 version, to me at least, had drier
humor than the 2016 version. The humor seemed more active, but this may just be
the generation gap rearing is ghostly head. Bill Murray’s deadpan delivery of
the one-liners is certainly brilliant and all he needed to do was tilt his head
a certain way and that body language was all he needed to bring the joke home. Abby’s
joke, “Your virginity is at the lost and found for you to pick up.” That
certainly gave me a chuckle.
I can’t help but want to separate the two films. In a
way, they are twins some 30 years apart, but they are unique and wholly their
own in many ways. Aside from the casting and parallels, the 2016 version
function like a parody of its predecessor and some parts of the predecessor
show up, which I found added a great touch and I could rant on about Murray’s
role as a renowned skeptic in the 2016 version. The cameo was akin to poking
fun and paying homage to the original. That Ozzy cameo was a hit with me.
The ladies held their own, despite the sexist comments
by some viewers. I’m of the opinion this film
was designed and written to be a
bite of the thumb to the sexist, misogynists specters floating around pestering
those who do something with their lives. Moving on.
I simply adored the ladies for their acting. If I had
anything to gripe about, which was said in the film: Patty seemed more like a
stereotype than an actual character. I found her funny as hell, but there was
just something about how she was portrayed that poked me in the back of my
head. Virgo was such an odd duck from a strange pond—I loved her. The contrast
between Abby and Erin were visible, almost tangible. They both loved what they
did, but Erin had so much to learn from Abby and vice versa. This film did its
original material justice.
I think my bias showed just a bit.