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- <title>
- May 15, 1989: A Tasty Hi-Cal Pop-Tart To Go
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- <history>
- TIME--The Weekly Newsmagazine--1989
- May 15, 1989 Waiting For Washington
- </history>
- <article>
- <source>Time Magazine</source>
- <hdr>
- CINEMA, Page 74
- A Tasty Hi-Cal Pop-Tart to Go
- </hdr><body>
- <p>By Richard Corliss
- </p>
- <qt> <l>EARTH GIRLS ARE EASY</l>
- <l>Directed by Julien Temple;</l>
- <l>Screenplay by Julie Brown, Charlie Coffey and Terrence E.</l>
- <l>McNally</l>
- </qt>
- <p> It's been a rough day for Valerie the Valley Girl (Geena
- Davis), manicurist at the Curl Up and Dye hair salon. Her icky beau
- Dr. Ted (Charles Rocket) hasn't made love -- to her, anyway -- in
- two weeks! "At the rate we're having sex," she pouts becomingly,
- "we may as well be married already." She has discovered Ted in a
- compromising costume with another woman and responded by trashing
- their condo: microwaving his football, toasting his funny
- cigarettes in the VCR, dropping his gold watch in the Disposall.
- And now, she notes, "there's a giant blow-dryer in my pool." Well,
- a UFO actually, with three horny, color-coordinated aliens (Jeff
- Goldblum, Jim Carrey, Damon Wayans) itching to spend the night.
- Valerie had better listen to her cute boss Candy (Julie Brown):
- "Sit down. Relax. Have a mental margarita."
- </p>
- <p> That is sage advice for viewers of Earth Girls Are Easy, the
- movies' first postmodernist musical comedy. This divine diversion
- is best approached in a fruit-cocktail state of mind. With its
- amiable aliens getting their pop culture out of a TV set and its
- hydraulic surf bunnies singing "I can't spell VW but I got a
- Porsche, / 'Cause I'm a blond," Earth Girls sounds like a quick
- mix of E.T. and Beach Blanket Bingo. But it's really a revved-up
- tribute to postwar Hollywood style: the vulgar vitality, the
- supersaturated colors, the new aristocracy of teen taste. Gaud is
- in the details here. A glimpse in Valerie's refrigerator reveals
- a package of lo-cal Pop-Tarts; the movie is a hi-cal Pop-Tart to
- go. At the Deca Dance disco, a teenybopper flashes past wearing
- earrings cut from American Express cards. "They're my dad's," she
- confides in a gag that doesn't waste a millisecond of screen time.
- </p>
- <p> If the film's tempo comes from '80s MTV, the story is straight
- '40s MGM. Like On the Town, Earth Girls sets three naive voyagers
- down in a bustling American fun world (the San Fernando Valley) for
- 24 hours of dance and romance. This is, after all, a love story
- about people from two different worlds. Or, as Davis explains to
- Goldblum, "You're an alien and I'm from the Valley. We may not even
- be anatomically correct for each other."
- </p>
- <p> Earth Girls is a movie that takes its cues from sources as
- disparate as The Wizard of Oz and Chantal Akerman's avant-garde
- French musical The '80s. But everything blends neatly in the witty,
- zippy script; everybody has a good time. Davis, a living windup
- doll, plays Everygal to Goldblum as he exercises his ingratiating
- leer. Carrey (a randy mime) and Wayans (with his turbo terpsichore)
- give unearthly pleasure. So does Earth Girls, the tastiest thing
- to come out of a space program since Tang.
- </p>
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- </body></article>
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