'Caddy': 18 Holes, Plus the Ones in the Script

Chase Tatum, left, Faizon Love, Big Boi and Finesse Mitchell tear up conventions (but keep the clothes) on the golf course in
Chase Tatum, left, Faizon Love, Big Boi and Finesse Mitchell tear up conventions (but keep the clothes) on the golf course in "Who's Your Caddy?" (Dimension Films)
By John Maynard
Washington Post Staff Writer
Saturday, July 28, 2007

Black people playing golf? Outrageous!

That seems to be the unbelievably lame setup of "Who's Your Caddy?," an offensive, comedy-free comedy about a world-famous rapper (OutKast's Antwan "Big Boi" Patton) who joins a stuffy (read: white) country club.

The film goes for laughs and doesn't get any, as the rapper, known as C-Note, and his unruly entourage wreak all kinds of havoc upon the exclusive club that won't even accept Bill Clinton as a member (a bad joke early in the movie).

Sure enough, C-Note shows up for his first tee time in a helicopter with his record label's name, Killah Ink, emblazoned on the side. The golf cart he rides around in is something that might have been assembled on MTV's "Pimp My Ride," complete with spinning hubcaps and a souped-up engine.

Oh, and he directs a racy rap video with booty-shaking babes on the golf course's 17th hole.

See, country club members, this is what happens when you let in the wrong element!

Eventually, the club's head honcho (a puffy Jeffrey Jones, best known as the ginger-haired principal in "Ferris Bueller's Day Off") is forced to accept C-Note and his posse, though Jones's character does everything in his power to revoke their membership, including arranging to get the rapper killed by pimp-like midget hitmen (which sounds funnier than it is).

The racial stereotyping is a constant. C-Note's hangers-on include a dreadlocked member (Finesse Mitchell) who fixes a polo match by getting one of the horses high on "skunk weed." Big Large (Faizon Love) speaks openly about his superior male anatomy and distracts opposing golfers with a noise that 5-year-olds will find hilarious.

The movie is jam-packed with failed gags, eliciting sounds of resigned silence from yesterday's small matinee audience, save for one man who we can only guess is the biggest Faizon Love fan on the planet. It's the type of comedy that relies on plenty of bathroom humor and the inevitable golf-ball-landing-in-the-crotch scene.

Surprisingly, we do find out late in the film that there is a rather touching reason why C-Note wants membership in the country club -- it involves his late father. But any time the plot veers close to exploring this could-be-poignant plot line, we're lost again in predictable physical comedy and booty jokes in a movie that would make Tiger Woods cringe.

Who's Your Caddy? (93 minutes, area theaters) is rated PG-13 for crude and sexual content, some nudity, profanity and drug content.

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