Kevin
Dillon reconnects with three of his high school friends during their twenty-year
reunion. The next day, they meet up for
a couple rounds of golf. On the golf
course, they ruminate about their love lives, career, and station in life. Predictably, their friendship is tested when
they suspect each other of cheating with their spouses.
Directed
by William (Henry and the Hendersons) Dear, The Foursome is reminiscent in some
ways to The First to Go as they both focus on men of a certain age at a
crossroad in their lives. While that
film was packed to the gills with terrific actors, all this one has to offer is
Kevin Dillon and a handful of annoying non-stars. It doesn’t help that the humor is set to a
sub-sitcom level. The scenes of male
bonding fall flat too, and the golfing humor isn’t funny either. (There are scenes that wouldn’t have cut the
mustard for Caddyshack 3.) The film also
loses whatever meager momentum it has earned whenever it switches focus to the
characters’ wives gossiping in the gym while their hubbies are out on the
course.
Dillon
gets by solely by acting like a smartass.
He’s easily more charismatic and fun to watch that the rest of his
golfing buddies. The film was probably
going to be forgettable from the get-go, but it might’ve been a little more
tolerable had the supporting cast had been filled with actors who were closer
to Dillon’s caliber. As it is, it’s
almost as if you’re watching Johnny Drama, but with an Entourage of nothing
more than extras.
Ultimately,
it’s hard to generate laughs when you’re saddled with a weak script and an
amateurish supporting cast. The
seventy-nine-minute running time, which sounds like it would be mercilessly
short, feels much longer. Overall, you’d
have more fun looking for your ball in the rough for that amount of time than
you would watching The Foursome.
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