If Goin' Down the Road is the quintessential 70s Canuck movie full of under-educated losers from the Maritimes who dream of moving first to Toronto and eventually to Alberta to work for a living, this is the quintessential 80s Canuck movie full of lazy leftist id1iots bloviating about evil capitalists and a glorious workers revolution.
My favorite scene is when the diverse collection of dopes sit around a restaurant/bar whining about lobbying city hall - CITY HALL ! - to keep their factory open, and then one of the dopes suggests the workers buy the company and run it themselves.
"Where are we gonna get the money?"
"It's easier than you think."
Yah, when your economics education comes from a first-year university course at UVic, maybe.
Check out the fat guy who cuts film for the late news wearing a Ban The Bomb T-shirt. Or the big-haired singer (is that a beaver pelt on her head?) who wanders around like she's about to break into ''Romantic Traffic." Or the one-person ''riot."
Even measured against all the terrible Canadian films made in my lifetime, this is at least tied for the worst-ever. Well and truly a bona fide 1-star movie.