Save the Rich! A Public Service Announcement...
By Robyn Ewing FOR LA2DAY.COM 14 Jul 2008

Ok. So, on paper, ‘Meet Dave' bomb-aroo'd at the box office. A scanty 5 million dollar take since last weekend's opening. Rolling Stone called it "lazyass" joke writing. Which, joy of crap, it is! The curmudgeons at Rotten Tomatoes gave it a few points above excrement. And no one who sits down to think about these things understands why Mr. Murphy agreed to once again travel the bedeviling sci-fi path (sillybilly Adventures of Pluto Nash) and take on the role of a miniature human-shaped alien who captains a space ship dressed up in disco whites.

It's a stretch, yes, but Mr. Murphy, of rubbery Gumby fame on Saturday Night Live, is an alien talent, supah-stah talent, and maybe earth just doesn't know how to ingest all his -- sprawliness. So he sticks himself in ever more preposterous movies to try and find expression for his, heck, range.

So! Un-rich people of the world, put aside your paltry survival issues. Pan the pans! Don't let Eddy Murphy be Hell Boy'd into movieland oblivion. Yeah, you can go and see a big-chested red-faced guy get drunk on Tecate and cream the bad guys. You probably have -- and got it out of your system. So now, do one for the gipper, whatever a gipper is, and see 'Meet Dave'. if not for Eddie Murphy, then, like I did (busted!) for the air conditioning.
BY ROBYN EWING for LA2DAY.COM
rae@la2day.com



































