Saturday, May 21, 2016

THREE LITTLE BEERS - The Three Stooges" (1935)

Three of my favourite things, Stooges, Beer, and Golf, how can you go wrong?

Like it really matters to anybody, but I'm moving, and am going to be real busy for the next couple of months, so it might be all short features from me for a while, and this is as good of a place as any to start!

I'm pretty sure I probably saw every Three Stooges episode as a kid, but over the last few months I've developed a new found appreciation for these idiots!
"Three Little Beers" is a perfect example!

Our trio of heroes have got themselves a temporary job at the Panther Brewing Company, and they discover the company is putting on a golf tournament with some pretty hefty prizes!

At least they are sober, it's hard to imagine how these three would act if they had been drinking!

Their job is to deliver the beer to the golf tournament!

After unsuccessfully trying to get in, they notice that the press is granted free access, so they come up with these press credentials to get in the door. For obvious reasons, Curley's doesn't quite work, so they just make a mad dash inside!

These country club members find themselves without any clothes to change into..........

..............And this is the reason why!!! Nice fit!

I'm not sure if in 1935 anybody who was really fond of the game of golf would have much appreciation for this featurette as the guys proceed to not only break every rule in the book, but to almost totally destroy the Rancho Park Golf Club! To set the pace, first off, they start on the last hole!

The Three Stooges are always loud, obnoxious, and boisterous, but it's even more pronounced on the golf course where the decorum is to be courteous and quiet!

Moe tries a few practice shots to warm up for the tournament.......

.........With predictable results!

Each one of the boys has his own way of dealing with trouble on the course! 


Finally, the groundskeepers can't take it any more, and call the cops!

I don't think you'll ever see this poster hanging anywhere near Augusta, Pebble Beach, or Sawgrass, but if you're like me, it's hanging in the walkway to the bathroom at your local course where hacks are always welcome to flail away with abandon, and just maybe enjoy this ridiculous game the way it's meant to be, drunk and disorderly!

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