Netflix Review: Golfballs!

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As part of my penance for not working and still getting paid, it seems, I must endure the worst that the American Cinematic community has to offer. Golfballs! is truly at the quintessential nadir of the entirety of film making. But there\’s lots of tits, so at least it has that going for it. Which is nice.

The movies starts with the dubious concept of a family owned golf course that is 3 months late on its rent. In order to drum up business, strippers are hired to frolic around the course. In absolutely no time at all, a cart-wash is built for slow motion, naked cart washing montages. So, you see, the movie is not without redemption.

Even with the sudden success of the family owned golf course, it still cannot get out from under the tyrannical thumb of the next door (of course) golf course. So the evil golf course owner proposes the obligatory 18 hole winner take all tournament. Guess who wins.

  • 24 breasts (at least)
  • 1 old guy getting racked
  • 2 wacky Hasidim
  • 2 slo-mo cartwash montages
  • 1 cat fight
  • 1 flatulent dog

Available on Netflix\’s Watch Now. Which is how I watched it.

King Wally says check it out.



  1. Sad to say, but I\’ve already seen it. It a homeless man\’s Caddyshack 2.Big Dave

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