Just as grunge was putting the final (nine-inch) nails in its coffin, cock rock made one last cinematic stand against the encroaching gloom of the early 90s. Long of hair, empty of head, and as gleefully, moronically peppy as the finalist in an air-guitar competition, Wayne’s World is a fitting tribute to the Genre That Talent Forgot. Inspired by a Saturday Night Live sketch, the story of cable TV clots Wayne (Mike Myers) and Garth (Dana Carvey) and their search for fame, Fenders and foxy ladies mixes the any-hole’s-a-goal satire of Airplane and the multilayered slacker speak of Bill And Ted to create something truly, well, excellent. The Extreme Closeup featurette complements the film’s sunny-tempered surrealism perfectly. Alas, director Penelope Spheeris’ commentary fails to apologise for the shameless promotion of Bohemian Rhapsody and bad hair - or for giving the Colin Hunts of this world enough ‘humorous’ rejoinders to last them the past 15 flipping years.