Metacritic Film

Waiting for Guffman

Starring Christopher Guest, Eugene Levy, Catherine O'Hara, Parker Posey, Bob Balaban, and Fred Willard

MPAA RATING: R for brief strong language

Sony Pictures Classics
Comedy
84 minutes | Color
USA
Released In Theaters January 31, 1997

A town of Blaine, Missouri is preparing for celebrations of its 150th anniversary. Corky St.Clair, an off-off-off-off-off-Broadway director is putting together an amateur theater show about the town's history, starring a local dentist, a couple of travel agents, a Dairy Queen waitress, and a car repairman. He invites a Broadway theater critic Mr. Guffman to see the opening night of the show. (Warner Bros.)

WRITTEN BY
Christopher Guest
Eugene Levy

DIRECTED BY
Christopher Guest

Overall Metascore

This is a weighted, normalized average of all individual scores given by critics, on a scale of 0 (worst) to 100 (best).

71 / 100

Critic Reviews

100 Entertainment Weekly
A madcap gem.
90 LA Weekly
Yet Waiting for Guffman is never mean-spirited. Its weird warmth is perfectly embodied by Guest himself, whose flamboyant, stagestruck choreographer, Corky St. Clair, could have (in less ingenious hands) been a cruel, gay-bashing caricature, but instead becomes a hallucinatory Everyman.
90 Newsweek
The movie is, from start to finish, a hoot... Both a savvy satire of smalltown boosterism and an affectionate salute to the performing spirit. [10 Feb 1987, p.66]
88 ReelViews
Thirty minutes into Waiting for Guffman, my stomach hurt from laughing.
88 Rolling Stone
I lost it just watching Corky show off such memorabilia as "My Dinner With Andre" action figures and a "Remains of the Day" lunch box. Priceless.
88 USA Today
The nonstop amusing mockumentary Waiting for Guffman does to small-town acting troupes what "This Is Spinal Tap did to heavy-metal bands."
80 Los Angeles Times
A sly and gleeful comedy showcase that pokes clever fun at the American musical, amateur theatricals and anything else that's not nailed down.
80 Film Threat
I saw this movie in a room full of San Francisco movie critics, and I haven't heard that much laughter since, well, the piano duet in "Island of Dr. Moreau" (which you must admit, was pretty funny.)
80 The New York Times
The don't quite do for "Oklahoma!" what they did for heavy metal, but they come close. [31 Jan 1997, p.C6]
75 Chicago Sun-Times
The movie doesn't bludgeon us with gags. It proceeds with a certain comic relentlessness from setup to payoff, and its deliberation is part of the fun.
75 The Globe and Mail (Toronto)
A very funny, very unusual ensemble comedy that falls somewhere between slapdash and brilliant, an improvised comedy with more hits than misses. It's also an oddly touching tribute to the joys of show biz.
75 Christian Science Monitor
The humor is uneven and sometimes crude, but much of the mock-documentary is surprising and amusing.
75 San Francisco Chronicle Ruthe Stein
Guest's boldest move is to present the revue in its entirety. It's as if Mel Brooks had shown the complete "Springtime for Hitler,'' the play within his 1968 movie, "The Producers.''
70 Dallas Observer Peter Rainer
Such a funny mess that it keeps you laughing even when you realize it's not much better directed than a cable-access talk show.
63 San Francisco Examiner Craig Marine
Nowhere near as funny as "Spinal Tap," but fans of this kind of deadpan humor are guaranteed to get a few chuckles out of this one. All of the actors are marvelously horrible, and in this movie, bad equals good.
50 Variety Daniel M. Kimmel
The enterprise comes across like a bunch of talented friends making an elaborate home movie for their own amusement.
50 Austin Chronicle
Feels like an overlong "SCTV" skit. Many prime gags are recycled throughout the film, and, honestly, there's only so much Eugene Levy schtick one can take (though he does get the best Yiddish lines in the film).
40 TV Guide
The result isn't very funny: There are clever bits, sure, but they're embedded in long, painfully obvious sequences built around one-shot gags.
30 Chicago Reader
May be amusing if you feel a pressing need to feel superior to somebody, but the aim is too broad and scattershot to add up to much beyond an acknowledgment of small-town desperation--something Sherwood Anderson and Sinclair Lewis did much better back in the 20s and 30s.

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