Strange Brew Review
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"Eh?" might be the punch that Canadians are accused of ending each sentence with, but in the case of Strange Brew, it's also the sound of my incredulous eyebrow cocking up. I missed this one when it first came around (a probably very cold winter in 1983), but remember my fellow 4th grade classmates calling each other "hoser" and me having to bring in my hockey equipment for show and tell. I'm sure at that age I would have laughed up a storm. At 29, I'm confounded. Strange Brew is as memorable as a belch and just about that funny, yet its influence has stuck around like a 20-year hangover. Without Bob and Doug McKenzie, there would be no Wayne and Garth, no Bill and Ted, and certainly no $27 million opening for Jackass. Lorne Michaels, a quadrazillionaire thanks to this his streamlining of this brand of idiocy, would be making do with pity appearances on Hollywood Squares. Strange Brew did all of this in spite of itself. It's an astounding achievement with exactly zero forethought, a movie that shook up comedic film history by falling out of bed.
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