By Lloyd Miller
Jesuit High School
Wayne: "Are you okay, man? You're partied out, dude. Are you gonna hurl?"
Garth: "I don't want him spewin' in my car."
Wayne: "It's okay. We've got a "no-hurl' guarantee."
Thus Wayne and Garth, co-anchors of the public access hit, Wayne's World, began another adventure. They spotted a friend along the side of the road who looked as if he was about to hurl (vomit, that is) and promptly decided to give him a ride. This unnamed friend followed the dynamic duo throughout the rest of the movie, watching all the action in silence while he held in a big spew (also vomit) that never came.
His ever-present nature seems to indicate that his role is more significant than it appears on the surface. Maybe he is the symbolic "Everyman" whose anonymity serves to explore universal alienation and world-weariness. Wayne's World can be seen as a story of unfulfilled dreams that are conveyed through the finest analysis of the different uses of vomit ever to grace the American cinema. The hurl that never comes is representative of unrealized ambitions crushed by a cruel world.
Wayne's World, the big-screen adaptation of the popular skit on Saturday Night Live, is pure B-grade baloney. But we like it. When Wayne shoots off one-liners like, "If she was a constellation, she'd be Babus Majora," and Garth responds, "If she was president, she'd be Babebraham Lincoln," we can't help but want to jump down into their basement and party on.
The main reason to see this "excellent adventure" is that it gives one a caffeine rush akin to Home Alone. Oh, to be young and obnoxious again! You immediately get the urge to drive around town playing heavy metal and pulling junior high-level pranks. At one point, Wayne and Garth pull up beside a swanky Rolls Royce and ask, "Pardon me, do you have any Grey Poupon?" Later, Wayne and Garth park by the airfield and sit on the hood of their car so that they can wait for a plane to fly low overhead and feel the drafts shake the car. (My companion and I proceeded to attempt this feat at the St. Petersburg/Clearwater Airport, but we could not get close enough to the airfield.)
My point is, Wayne's World is fun. It's not a movie you'd like to see twice. It has no redeeming qualities. Parents will not like the way their kids will talk after seeing this movie. Their vocabulary will be a plethora of "dudes," "NOT!'s" and various juvenile references to human anatomy.
Of course, Saturday Night Live never has tried to please anyone but itself. One shouldn't watch this movie with high expectations. Even though Dana Carvey and Mike Myers belong in late-night skits, and not the movies, they fill in the stupid plot with enough late-night antics to keep us from falling asleep. Even if you aren't familiar with the late-night skit, remember the words of Garth: "It's like a new pair of underwear. At first it constricts, then it becomes a part of you."
Therefore, see Wayne's World. If you don't, they might (using one of their favorite expressions) think they "suck."