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Sometimes, no matter how much you love analyzing and breaking down movies, you have to understand that some are just made in the name of fun. Wayne’s World is one of these. Sure, you know pretty much everything that’s going to happen before it does, but the characters are fun to watch and it’s a fairly decent mix of physical and verbal comedy. Of course who can forget the variety of endings they added to the fun and the moments of dialogue that still pop up every now and then such as “Shaw…and monkeys might fly out of my butt!”
I was surprised when I heard that this sketch was going to be a feature film. After all, adults who don’t want to grow up can only be interesting and fun for a certain amount of time, say five minute sketches, but a full ninety minutes? I knew that Carvey and Myers were talented writers but was doubtful. Carvey had participated in a few failed attempts (not really his fault, poorly written material) at the film world like Opportunity Knocks and Myers was pretty much getting his start with this film. The last time Lorne Michaels had produced a successful film based off an SNL sketch was with The Blues Brothers, twelve years previously. I can’t say much for those produced since, though I am still surprised by how well Tommy Boy did at the box office. To top it off, Wayne’s World was to be directed by Penelope Spheeris, who was infamous by that point for her classic observation of punk rock artists in Decline of Western Civilization (which had also been over ten years previously to the making of this film). She has also directed other urban portraits like Prison Stories: Women on the Inside and Hollywood Vice Squad. Asking a director to switch from this documentarian style to a comedy about two innocents in the midwest with a cable access show is quite a leap of faith. Of course she went on to do another SNL spinoff production of the Spade/Farley variety with the horrendous Black Sheep, but that’s probably all about getting a paycheck. She has been able to gain back some of her earlier esteem by yet a third installment of Decline. |
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