Fred Norris / The Weinstein CoThe Bigger Picture: If you thought the Caddyshack soundtrack would've been better with less Kenny Loggins and more Li'l Wayne—or if you thought Soul Plane didn't have enough golf in it—then writer-director Don Michael Paul has got your number. Cribbing more than a few elements from the classic, oft-quoted caddy comedy and retooling them in a broad culture-clashing redux, he's created a summer movie trifle that's somehow shamelessly derivative and genuinely amusing at the same time.
The upper-crust tightwads at Carolina Pines Country Club are appalled when hip-hop impresario C-Note (Patton) walks in demanding a membership, backed with fat bankroll and a surprisingly funny entourage of smack talkers. Jeffrey Jones is back in Ferris Bueller mode as the club's eternally aggravated president, desperate to keep C-Note and his crew non grata. The ensuing conflict is pretty much everything you'd expect, right down to the bevy of square white folks who eventually join C-Note's crew in raising the roof.
Who's Your Caddy? knows it's low-brow and ridiculous, and that's why it mostly works. Only when C-Note shares tender moments with his mama, his love interest or the memory of his caddy daddy do we feel like things are off-course.
Because the plotting is so by the numbers, it's really on the supporting cast to keep the sidelong (and sometimes ad-libbed) laughs flying fast and loose; Andy Milonakis with a gold grill is hardly worth a chuckle, but Faizon Love, Sherri Shepherd and Finesse Mitchell deliver some laugh-worthy screwball barbs.
The 180—a Second Opinion: If the flap over BET's "We Got to Do Better" (aka "Hot Ghetto Mess") hits home for you, prepare to be plenty offended by the deluge of stereotypes on offer here. Yeah, Big Boi's character is a smart, wealthy and charming protagonist, but he also drives a golf cart with 20-inch spinners.