Most critics like Ghost World, and the praise gathers in the same places: the dryness of its comedy, its picture of suburban boredom, and the acting. Thora Birch’s Enid is singled out again and again, and Steve Buscemi’s Seymour, the older misfit she takes up with, gets almost as much attention. Several reviewers note how well Zwigoff carries the comic’s episodic rhythm onto the screen, and how the film finds real sadness under the girls’ sarcasm rather than simply letting them sneer at everyone in sight.
The reservations are few and do not cluster. Sight and Sound finds the ending too neat; Empire thinks the film easier to admire than to warm to at first. The one outright dissent comes from Screen Daily, which calls the direction flat and the pace slack, while still crediting Birch and Johansson. Reviews written a decade or more later are among the warmest, and say the film has not aged.
