Ghosts of the Gold Rush
- Tagline
- In the Wild West, the most wanted outlaws are already dead.
- Description
- In the dusty plains of the Colonial Era, an eccentric band of Victorian era artists—led by the notorious Jambon Voight, flanked by the quick-footed Fred Pastaire, and the sharp-witted Elias Kotreats—find themselves in a ghost town literally brimming with spirits. Unknowingly, they've stumbled upon a supernatural gold mine, haunted by spectral gunslingers who never left the gold rush behind. As these creative souls navigate the phantom-filled saloons and haunted bordellos, they discover their true calling: to put on the most otherworldly show the West has ever seen, or to join the undead ensemble forever. Helmed by the incomparably quirky Charlie Chapenguin, 'Ghosts of the Gold Rush' offers a hilarious, gun-slinging spectacle where laughter is the only silver bullet that can keep the spirits at bay.
- MpaaRating
- R
- PopularityScore
- 5.60
- ReleaseDate
- 03/14/2024
- Genre
- Western
- Director(s)
- Cast
Critic Reviews
7.80
Riding into the sunset with a spectral lasso in hand, 'Ghosts of the Gold Rush' delivers a panoply of paranormal punchlines that would raise the dead into a standing ovation. Jambon Voight's bewildered expressions are worth their weight in ectoplasmic gold, with Fred Pastaire's spry footwork invoking a hoedown with the dearly departed, leaving the audience in stitches that transcend the mortal coil. Elias Kotreat's biting wit sharpens like a Bowie knife, versatile enough to cut through tension and tease the metaphysics of the afterlife. Director Charlie Chapenguin orchestrates this chaos with the finesse of a phantom maestro, guiding his troupe through eerily intriguing set pieces that seem torn from the pages of a deranged pioneer's journal. While it might not strike the bullseye for every purveyor of ghostly gags—the humor at times phasing through more opaque sensibilities—the film unmistakably pans for comedic nuggets with the fevered enthusiasm of a miner possessed. Just make sure you're not averse to a tad of risqué revelry, as its R rating promises libidinous specters amidst its high-spirited hijinks. Joining this unearthly cast for the climax, one can't help but tip their Stetson to the whimsical weirdness of the ol' spectral West. 'Ghosts of the Gold Rush' ensures your chortles will echo through the canyons, just beware of joining the ghostly chorus line if you can't keep pace with its lively, undead rhythm.