It’s uncompromising in its own way, and nothing is deemed too weird. It’s also somewhat admirable simply because of how unrelenting the insanity is. It’s a zany premise with enough comic promise. This feels like one of those stories conceived during a sleepless, coke-a-plenty night. It’s all incredibly silly, but that’s the point. The aliens run around wreaking havoc, there are a few more musical numbers including one about how blondes have more fun which was shot after the rest of filming wrapped because they needed to fill time, and then the aliens save their ship and fly away but not before Valerie decides to join them. They each have two heartbeats, and you know what, it doesn’t matter. Of course he finds out they’re not human later on. When he comes over, desperate to make up for his philandering, she has to lie and pretend the aliens are a band Valerie has won a weekend with through an MTV contest. The second half of the story concerns Valerie’s fear that Ted will find out about the aliens and, as a committed doctor, will want to dissect them. Valerie and Jeff Goldblum fall in love, but after they sleep together Valerie has a nightmare about the fact that, you know, she just slept with an alien. They dance, make out, and… that’s about it. The aliens run around with Valerie and Candy, going to a night club where they are the object of every woman’s desire. These are aliens whose crash landing means they are stuck on earth, but they feel no urgency to get back home. Their outfits and hairstyles are carefully chosen for them, and they spend the entire night (most of the story) running around town without a care in the world. The characters become yuppies, in a sense. This means that they quickly become a sounding board for tv advertisements, possibly demonstrating some kind of commentary on the youth of this generation, the way they are the perfect victims of corporate advertising. They rummage through her home like cheerful, less malicious raccoons who are able to perfectly mimic any sound they hear. Valerie quickly takes a liking to these curious aliens who speak a different language (English backwards). She decides to dump his ass, and then the aliens arrive, drawn to earth by the vision ov Valerie sunbathing in her backyard. He’s a secret lothario (that just roles off the tongue, huh) whom Valerie catches with another woman. The story here is that Valerie is set to marry a hot doctor named Ted (Charles Rocket). When Valerie’s friend, “Candy Pink” (Julie Brown) gives them a makeover, they finally look like Goldblum, Wayans and Carrey. They are smaller than humans, but when they leave their spaceship which crash lands in Valerie’s pool, a mystical beam grows them to human size. They are covered in hair from head to toe, all of different colors. Their natural appearance is a politer-looking version of the Grinch. Just know that they are Jeff Goldblum, Damon Wayans and Jim Carrey. The aliens have names that are too complicated to remember. And one night is all we really spend here. It’s the type of world that feels highly unstable and unsustainable but a hell of a lot of fun for one night. There are no books in this version of the valley, little shrubbery, and characters here likely run on something like Red Bull and Mentos, their minds a little loopy from inhaling cigarette smoke, perfume and hairspray. It’s the personification of the MTV generation, right? Everything is stimulating, shiny, full of movement and fast-paced. It looks kind of fun, but it’s also like one of those bizarre worlds of Dr. Just the entire world of this movie feels so unrealistic, so heightened, so bizarre and both so appealing and off-putting. It’s like the room of a dollhouse made life size of the sterilization room a surgeon goes through before an operation. When we meet Valerie (Geena Davis), it’s in the bright, painfully white bedroom she shares with her husband. It’s an absurd comedy which feels absurd even before the aliens arrive. The movie is very 80’s, complete with bright colors, plenty of neon, a nightclub dance-off, the type of husband character who is clearly not right for the main character, product placement, and tights. This is a musical comedy about aliens and the woman who falls in love with one of those aliens, so you can probably already picture what’s in store. How Geena Davis’ friend (Julie Brown) isn’t Alicia Silverstone is beyond me. In Earth Girls Are Easy, three lustful, hairy aliens swing down to the Fernando Valley to hang out with Geena Davis and apparently not Alicia Silverstone.
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