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Fun rerun

edge of tomorrow I didn’t see Edge of Tomorrow when it was in theaters.

I thought the ‘Groundhog Day meets Aliens’ premise sounded interesting — and goodness knows its reviews on RottenTomatoes.com were very fresh — but I just never saw it.

(Based on its box office numbers, several people had the same attack of inertia.)

But now it’s OnDemand, so I finally watched it today.  And it’s good.

The Groundhog Day conceit is handled with a lot of humor, and it doesn’t feel repetitious.  Tom Cruise and Emily Blunt also do a bit of role reversal in this film, with Emily occupying the skilled warrior role and Tom the clueless PR mouthpiece.

It’s nice that Tom can make fun of this action hero self.

Not that he isn’t a pretty fast learner…

Little green men

You see a little bit of everything here in New York City. I’ve always chalked it up to our open-mindedness and the spirit of creativity that is so much a part of this, the greatest city in the world.

Turns out — it could be aliens.

Did you know that that the state of New York ranks #5 in the Top 10 states reporting UFO sightings?  It’s true.

There’s a chart:

UFO sightings

So, if you’re celebrating World UFO Day, NYC potentially has a lot to offer.

Plus Broadway.

Basket case

If you watch Late Late Show with Craig Ferguson with any regularity — and you know I certainly do — you’ve no doubt noticed…

The fruit basket

It’s Craig’s new way to bid guests good-bye.  Instead of an awkward pause or a big cash prize or a harmonica duet, guests are sent on their way with the exotic fruit of their choice.

After Craig makes an innuendo or two.

Well, today I discovered a new fruit that absolutely needs to be added to that basket.  Heck, you could fill the whole thing with ’em — they are that perfect for Craig’s sense of humor.

Meet the rambutan.

It grows in Southeast Asia, looks like a cousin of the Audrey II in Little Shop of Horrors, and is reportedly sweet and sour and slightly grape-like and gummy to the taste.

But I’m pretty sure Craig would just be excited that they look like little hair balls.

Creepy alien-looking hairy balls.

Alien encounter

A spaceship crashed in Manhattan last night.

You didn’t hear about it?  I did.  I was in the theatre that it hit.

That’s the back story of the off-Broadway musical Voca People playing now at New World Stages.

I hadn’t heard much about the show until Jimmy Fallon gave it a rave review.  Then it seemed like everyone was talking about it.

The eight performers — residents of the planet Voca performing to gain ‘life energy’ for their spaceship so they can return home — act as alien as they appear.  When they first walk on stage, they can’t even speak English; however, linking hands with an audience member quickly engages their ‘universal translator.’

Space age gimmicks aside, the vocals and harmonies of Voca People are — forgive me — out of this world.  The entire act is a capella; they create every note with only their mouths and microphones.  While I could have done without the narrative, the song selection, quality of performance and sheer energy made me an instant fan.

Seriously — they do a rendition of “Bohemian Rhapsody” that is worth the complete price of admission.  And their interaction with audience members is an endearing combination of awkward and awesome.

So, if you’re near the theatre district and see a UFO…

Run towards the light.

Must see

I’ve already seen a lot of movie trailers this week (and there are two days of movie watching still to come).

There is the ‘green team’ — The Green Hornet and The Green Lantern — and for some reason, they always seem to run them back-to-back.  Poor planning on someone’s part at the studio.

And, of course, that blasted Little Fockers trailer has been running for months.  I don’t know what’s more annoying — its total lack of originality, or the audience laughing at it every time.  Depressing.

But my favorite discovery so far at the theater?  Cowboys vs. Aliens (and it’s not even a cartoon, folks).

The movie trailer opens on a dusty town you’ve seen in a hundred other Westerns.  Then, out of nowhere… aliens attack!  And Harrison Ford is in it!  And Daniel Craig and Sam Rockwell… with Jon Favreau directing!

I mean — come on!  How could this not be the funniest thing ever?

Check out the trailer.

I know, I know — it’s no Fockers. So brace yourself.

You might just see something you’ve never seen before.

Follow Friday

On Twitter, it’s ‘Follow Friday,’ the day we suggest our favorites to friends.

The Egg ain’t no Twitter, but today — on the national release date of “Going the Distance,” starring Drew Barrymore — I have the perfect excuse to talk up an actor who has been one of my fav’s for years:

Justin Long

I remember Justin’s very first film —  “Galaxy Quest,” that wonderful send up of the “Star Trek” series.  Although he was 21 at the time, Jason was cast as teenage sci-fi nerd Brandon, who helps save the cast of a space TV show when they have to play their roles for real to save an alien culture.  (It is way funnier than that sounds.)  The cast includes Tim Allen, Sigourney Weaver and Alan Rickman, and it is genius.

Next, Jason played another geeky high school kid in the TV series “Ed,” starring Tom Cavanaugh.  That gig lasted four years, so he able to flesh out the role and make it more three-dimensional.  I loved that show — it was an amazing ensemble — but when it ended, Justin went on to play versions of that same lovable, slightly geeky guy in a series of movies.

Then he became the MAC guy.

That person seemed a bit cooler and less nerdy (even for someone talking computers).  And while you might think a role with that kind of visibility would move his career forward, it seemed to stall it a bit.

As he described in an interview, ‘it’s hard for the MAC guy to play a cowboy in a western.’

So, I’m really excited to see “Going the Distance.”  Many of the top critics are saying good things, and the trailers look really funny.  Plus, I think it could mean good things for Justin’s career in the years to come.

Because I want only the best for my friend.

Tip your mama dog

A comedian once quipped that if aliens landed on Earth, they would quickly assume dogs were in charge since their humans were following them, picking up their poop in plastic bags.

It’s funny because it’s true.

I’m just glad aliens weren’t around to see me giving Rory a bath today…and not just because I was naked. (It makes cleanup easier, believe me.)

Rory knows the word “bath,” and is very agreeable about getting into the tub. He stands there quietly while I wash him — the whole process is easy peasy.

It’s the blow dry that makes me laugh.

Here again, Rory is game to have his haired dried. I give him a rawhide bone to keep him occupied, and he pretty much ignores me while I dry and fluff and brush. I’m like a stylist at a salon whose client won’t chat with her. The only time Rory even looks back at me is when I start trying to dry his ears or feet, which irritates him.

At that point, he loses interest and walks away…as if to say, “Enough, peasant.”

Yep. I know who’s in charge.