Harold Ramis directs Chevy Chase, Rodney Dangerfield and Bill Murray in the golf comedy where random shit happens on a golf course.
I hated this as a kid. Why is Bill Murray playing an idiot?! Why does Rodney Dangerfield look so awkward (he goes at it a mile a minute to cover any nerves and his “zingers” disappear in the frenzy)? Only Chevy Chase leaves with his arrogant, self absorbed head held high. He transcends the lowest common denominator, cheap, tackiness of it all. Happy Gilmore smashes laughs out of this world with more heart, while any 1980s frat / academy / patrol farce has more titties and a less frustratingly wasteful casting. Revisit only if dancing furry puppets are your thing.