It was June of 1984. I was nine years old. My dad tricked me into seeing a movie with "ghost" in the title, something I was dead-set against, as I knew horror movies messed with my head too much.
Two hours later, my life was different. I no longer oscillated between "movie maker" and "fireman" when the question of what I wanted to be when I grew up was asked. No, I definitely wanted to be a filmmaker, and specifically, I wanted to be a screenwriter. Ghostbusters taught me the mechanics of the three-act structure, the importance of page 10 and 15, character development, comedy, timing, tone, and so on.
Harold Ramis was the co-writer of t