Meet Dave

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Brian Robbins gives you Eddie Murphy in Meet Dave, a promising story written by Ron Greenberg and Bill Corbett. Though the basic assumptions are rather intact-, even inventive, a massively weak execution factor and an evident hard time of creating strong comedy all do make this movie something you must endure rather than something to find rampant, or even steady amusement in.

Eddie Murphy though still is Za' Man, thus his very presence and absolutely hilarious little, cite that I, herein: LITTLE moments of nevertheless huge comedy do save some - not too much though - of this superscarce effort at a sci-fi laughfest. Come, Meet Dave, then forget you ever saw him, as he will, too, forget that he was ever part of consensus reality.



Meet Dave takes a thorough glimpse at narrative suicide by the very moment the movie starts to reveal its core buildup. Murphy portrays both a giant spaceship AND the captain of the aforementioned construct, which is operated by tiny alien humanoids looking for a way to save their home planet by exploiting the salt resources of this here planet you likely read this on. If you read it from some other places, then please either contact me or a doctor.

The movie has a staggeringly hard time creating interest factor when it shows the cockpit of the spaceship, - which it does show thoroughly and persistently - giving you a crew discussing casual earthy matters with the casual poker face all around the intricate plastic instruments of inconceivable alien technology. I will even give you something to get mildly irritated about: notice that each time the cockpit is shown, some rather well framed chicks will roam around in the background. It always happening, every single time the cockpit is shown. I think it is just a coincidence that we are missing hearing the director yelling out: "OK guys, we're rolling, CHICKS, prepare to walk in my background casually! Aaaaaand: ACTION!"



Even Eddie sucks, even SUCKSES in these cockpit moments: he surely gives us his trademark eyeballing to the sides twice/second, but once you do realize that this very gesture is the best that you will observe in the cockpit: then you will follow his example and start eyeballing yourself, trust me.

Statement: the story itself invites you to shake hands with Decent Nausea, coated in the imminent stench of Staleness - Rampant. Solidification: once upon a time, there was this Pooooor little Feeeellaaa with Seaweed on Head, who have been bullied by the evil bigger dudettes in the school, and his father was a Hero but he died, but now he - the Poor Little Fella with Seaweed on Head - found an Alien Artifact which Murphy himself is looking for, so the little kiddo and Eddie will meet - Meet Dave - and the protagonist will teach the friendly little guy that:

You Should Take Pride In Being Different!

Eddie even will kick the hostile Big Fat Ass of the bullier, handkerchiefs are available at the reception, Thank you, please Come Again! The stale, and, fortunately long forgotten American Narrative Arrogance stalks you herein, and here is how: the real life Big Fatass Brada' will take Weirdo Google's lunch after Seeing Dave anyway, and others will laugh at Weirdo Google after the event. Every director implying that he won't take it and they won't laugh, did nothing but chose to reveal a Dreamworld which HE - the director - prefers to believe Life truly unravels as. Sorry, as of today, I tend to think that there is a Function in the Bully and there is a Function in the Bullied. All these aspects will form Life into what - Life truly IS. While the movie Hancock deals with this issue in an absolutely contemporary, honest, humorous and proper manner, Meet Dave takes a retrograde, pretentious stance which craves immense pleasure in its very own, meaningless, shallow salivation. Great. Not.



THIS expression by Eddie is Instant Classic though.

Creators of Meet Dave are immensely fixated to the respective concepts of a steadily unelaborate "Love" and uninventive Earth Fetishism, as the viewer would necessarily lack the capacity of feel "proper love" and/or being baffled by Earth's beauty either constantly or at will. Do I sound like an accomplished idiot by blaming the movie for these elements? I think these clumsy narrative assertions are absolutely mispresented and serve no purpose saved filling gaps - unsuccessfully - that the creators felt as present. They ARE present, sure. Main reason: the entire movie is a gap. A gap of Laughs that Should Have-, yet Never Happened.

At the end of day, the creators won't really have anything more to say to us than Earth is a whunnuderfull place and you should EMBRACE your latent homosexuality if and when need arises, and OH!, say YES and YES again to LIFE! But of course! We already did all these, - take your option(s) - that's why we decided to check out a new Eddie Murphy comedy, as he is famous to resonate exquisite registers of good laughs. He will do that here, as well, on some painfully rare occasions. On very brief occasions as well, as the excuse for a script naturally unleashes dire straits on him. Murphy will hilariously imitate the Bee Gees in the movie though, and he will even imitate the Bee Gees in a hilarious manner.

Other than that, though: he will take his part in absolutely unfunny and failed attempts at retarded humor on consecutive occasions. Getting the hint? Failing at revealing retarded humor is rather - unfortunate, yes? The handshake gesture. Please leave a comment if you managed to laugh at this particular joke which is a reoccurring one in the film. What an impotent attempt! It's a shame, truly, as I laughed for loong long minutes at the very first joke Meet Dave delivers. SPOILER! When the spaceship learns the gesture of smiling, and Murphy tries to mimic it. His amazing rendition is not something you can endure without well developed pains in the stomach. SPOILER!

Meet Dave had potential and promise, yet these possible benefits all have been victimized and been shortly, steadily killed along the way, the movie hardly reaches the point by which it should have been considered as an output with directions it is believing in. At the end of the day, I suppose we could say that Meet Dave is clumsy and impotent enough to gain some sympathy, thus, surely I offer the second Onion with Grace. Thank you Eddie, Please Come Again!



All right, dude! You got 48 hours to live!

- and the message arrived yesterday

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