Written by: Matt Molgaard
I’m all for a good laugh. Even if that laugh comes nestled in the middle of a bloody package. Ghost Team One delivers laughs – without a doubt – and it also showcases a couple of gnarly, surprisingly graphic scenes which should work to sate the appetite of the gore hounds out there. All the while, it never takes itself seriously, and has a blast exposing the viewer to a plethora of raunchy jokes and outrageously uncomfortable scenarios, all the while throwing a few jabs at found footage flicks like Paranormal Activity.
Carlos Santos, J.R. Villarreal and Fernanda Romero do a magnificent job of fronting the flick (as Sergio, Brad and Fernanda, respectively), unleashing everything they’ve got, and making for one fluent motion in the process. They’re completely comfortable in front of the camera, providing a bit of irony: The pic that laughs a bit at serious genre efforts of similar ilk actually sports superior acting. Go figure. They seem to have near free reign over their characters and their personalities, and that only empowers them to a greater degree. This is a fantastic trio that work together perfectly.
And credit has to be given to directors Ben Peyser and Scott Rutherford. These two make the best of a minimal budget and keep the story moving at the perfect pace while maintaining some semblance of freshness despite the found footage angle. Screenwriters Andrew Knauer and Arthur Pielli also work to keep the machine moving at full speed with a cool blend of witty jokes and silly but effective frat boy humor. Between these four players, we’ve got a team that understands what a film needs in order to entertain. Coupled with our small band of trio, you’ve got a winning ensemble of talent. Every individual involved dedicates 110-percent of themselves to this project and it’s easily detectable in the final product.
Ghost Team One hasn’t received much of any buzz. That’s a shame. It’s similar in tone, but markedly superior to the majority of the Scary Movie films, and it’s got the heart of a standup comedian turned dedicated King of the Jungle. It’s not for the faint of heart, and you definitely don’t want to throw this one in the disc player while the kids are up, but the grown folks looking for a good, goofy time should get a massive, massive kick out of what can only be referred to as a supremely spirited indie.