The latest chapter in the saga of Aurora, Ill., twosome Wayne and Garth is a puerile, misguided and loathsome effort ... NOT! The "Saturday Night Live" icons of vapid youth have come up with an exceedingly clever mixture of pure juvenilia and hip, social comedy for "Wayne's World 2."
The latest chapter in the saga of Aurora, Ill., twosome Wayne and Garth is a puerile, misguided and loathsome effort … NOT! The “Saturday Night Live” icons of vapid youth have come up with an exceedingly clever mixture of pure juvenilia and hip, social comedy for “Wayne’s World 2.” The combination produces hilarious results, is sure to generate strong B.O. and warrants invoking the war cry, “party on.”
For the clueless, Wayne Campbell (Mike Myers) and Garth Algar (Dana Carvey) are the stars of a cable-access TV show deep in the American heartland. They play music badly and expound — they believe — on deep subjects. It’s amazing who can muster the steam to put on a television show.
Since the last episode, they have graduated or been turfed out of high school and have entered the big world. But Wayne has an empty hole in the pit of his being. Where is the purpose in his life?
Then it happens!
He is visited in his dreams by a Native American guide who leads him into the desert where he encounters late rock star Jim Morrison (Michael Nickles). The singer tells him to put on a concert. He sagely advises, “If you book them, they will come.” Thus, Waynestock is born.
Myers, with co-writers Bonnie and Terry Turner, has created a simple, effective through-line on which to hang miles of assorted plot laundry. The mad pursuit to put on the show fuels subplots, asides and 100% non sequiturs.
The stream-of-conscious unconsciousness includes Wayne’s anxiousness about girlfriend Cassandra’s (Tia Carrere) growing attachment to record producer Bobby Cahn (Christopher Walken) and Garth’s initiation into manhood by hungry housewife Honey Hornee (Kim Basinger). But that’s just scratching the surface. We learn how to be a rock-concert roadie from desiccated vet Del Preston (Ralph Brown) and get a Village People showpiece that tops original pic’s “Bohemian Rhapsody” seg.
The trap for the filmmakers, including debuting feature helmer Stephen Surjik , is keeping the melange from becoming just plain dumb and arbitrary. The incredible sleight-of-hand is largely accomplished thanks to a deft script and shrewd casting.
“Wayne’s World 2” has an amazingly good nature. There is genuine affection accorded the characters and situations, and that lack of mean-spiritedness elevates this mad romp. That it’s technically well-made and demonstrates more than a soupcon of wit just has to make one’s heart go schwingggg.