Silent comedy in which, using a drill to make holes in his floor, a golfer refuses to stop playing, swinging clubs from a tabletop, smashing mirrors and pottery throughout the house, even knocking golf balls into his neighbor's soup bowl..

The first time you witness Joe Rock’s deranged duffer twist a hand-cranked auger through his living-room parquet, you realize Golf is not about sport but about the savage archaeology of comfort. Each spiraled shaving of oak is a fossil of domestic order, hurled into the ether by a man who treats silence like a person...


Comparing the cinematic DNA and archive impact of two defining moments in cult history.

Tom Buckingham

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" The first time you witness Joe Rock’s deranged duffer twist a hand-cranked auger through his living-room parquet, you realize Golf is not about sport but about the savage archaeology of comfort. Each spiraled shaving of oak is a fossil of domestic order, hurled into the ether by a man who treats silence like a personal sand trap. Released in the same annus mirabilis that gave us Nosferatu’s gothic gloom, this two-reel romp from Larry Semon’s fevered pen offers a more fluorescent terror: the b..."
Larry Semon, Tom Buckingham
United States

