A purely tasteless, moronic, guilty pleasure. Director Harold Ramis employs a mixture of Mad
magazine National Lampoon
maturity and Saturday Night Live
sarcasm in this goofball golf comedy set on the grounds of a posh country club. Somewhere buried in the slapstick antics, drug references, Marx Brothers-like insults, and gratuitous sex scenes are the intertwined, forgettable subplots of a poor caddie (Michael O'Keefe) trying to earn enough cash to attend college, and golf-tournament and class battles between rich and even richer snobs. Mainly, Ramisjust lets his colourful group of eccentrics crash into each other, relying on several inspired performances to create several hilarious moments of sketch comedy. Most come from the trio of Bill Murray (playing a vile, obsessed groundskeeper engaged in a one-man war with a charismatic and very stuffed gopher), Rodney Dangerfield (basically recreating his crude stand-up routine), and Chevy Chase (who looks bemusedly stoned throughout). Quotable favourites include Murray's acted-out fantasy of winning the Masters, his tall tale about caddying for the Dalai Lama, an overreaching priest's rain-soaked golf game, Dangerfield's verbal assault on the club's uptight dining patrons, and Chase's lesson on the essence of golf ("Be the ball, Danny"). A perfect double feature with other comparably crass films such as National Lampoon's Vacation
. --Dave McCoy
A group of golf caddies working at an exclusive country club will do anything to secure the prize of Top Caddy. Viewing from the sidelines are a debonair club member (Chevy Chase) and the course's psychotic greenkeeper (Bill Murray).
The greenskeeper is about to start World War III against a gopher. The judge plays to win but his nubile niece has her mind set on scoring her own way. The playboy shoots perfect golf by pretending he is the ball and the country-club loudmouth just doubled a $20,000 bet on a 10-foot putt. Insanity? No. Caddyshack.