Deep inside the heart of this film is a very cunning satire on the need for happiness and prozak type drugs. The need for things to be perfect is a lie-nothing's ever totally perfect, and if there was no more room for improvement what would be the purpose of doing anything? Somewhat ironically this is the problem with the movie- it's nowhere to being perfect. It's far below Kids in the Hall standards. And if it weren't for the problems they had to face in completing it, this would have turned out to be a real classic instead of just the small cult classic it became. If Dave Foley wasn't pulled to the states all the time, if the writing had the same competitiveness as they had in their show, and if they were together more often then it would have worked. However, they still seem to share and support each other in performance as usual. But there's just too much of one thing and not enough of the other. Sometimes it seems like Scott Thompson wrote the whole thing himself. Not that the parts with Wally aren't funny, but there's just too much of it. There's too much sexual humour that it spoils the joke, just like too much water can ruin the broth.
This is still a good film for any fan's collection. But if you want to delve into what the Kids were really like besides their show, Same Guys New Dresses and Tour of Duty are probably what you're looking for. They;ve always been better live anyway.
This is still a good film for any fan's collection. But if you want to delve into what the Kids were really like besides their show, Same Guys New Dresses and Tour of Duty are probably what you're looking for. They;ve always been better live anyway.