The 1980s saw some okay music, the advent of computers into the home was really taking off, and the science fiction genre (riding off the coat tails of Star Wars) was really making a comeback in feature films.
But not everything from the 80s is golden, as I mentioned in some previous reviews. And Caddyshack is one of them.
Simply put I don't get this film. I really don't. Bill Murry has a kind of Ahab-like obsession with a rodent chewing up his workplace home turf, and there's some thing about a gold contest and an examination of snobbery.
Bill Murry acting like a drugged out gardener is not funny. It simply is not funny. I don't know why people (mostly men) heap praises on it, but it is not funny in the least. Or, rather it could be but you would have had to have shaved off several IQ points from your personal intelligence quotient.
And I can't make it any plainer than that.
This is one of those few rare occasions where the sequel is funnier, and given that this film is worthy of a smirk or two at best, that's not high praise.
If you like idiotic humor, then maybe check out this film, but don't say I didn't warn you.
Watch at your peril.
