Weekend at Bernie's Movie Review
Weekend at Bernie's Review
"Weekend at Bernie's" Overview

Rating: PG-13
1989
Cast and Crew
Director : Ted KotcheffProducer : Victor Drai
Screenwiter : Robert Klane
Starring : Andrew McCarthy,Jonathan Silverman,Catherine Mary Stewart,Terry Kister,Don Calfa
Two young insurance executives, Larry and Richard (Andrew McCarthy and Jonathan
Silverman), discover that someone is stealing millions from their company.
Excited about their discovery, they quickly report their findings to the head
honcho, Bernie (Terry Kiser). Unfortunately for the executives, Bernie himself
is the thief and cannot afford two nincompoops spoiling his riches. Thus, he
invites them to spend the weekend at his summer home on an island, where he has
also acquired a hit man to kill his two clueless employees.
Unfortunately for Bernie, there’s a bigger price on his own head. Before the
execs even arrive, somebody kills Bernie. Larry and Richard arrive at his
mansion, discover the dead body, and panic. But a weekend party of tipsy
bigwigs floats through before they can contact the police. Shockingly, nobody
notices Bernie is dead. Richard then concocts a startling idea: “Why don't we
just pretend he didn't die? Just for a bit!”
The two executives position Bernie on a couch and allow the countless guests to
enjoy the festivity. The happiness ends, however, when Richard and Larry
finally find out that someone still wants them dead.
Weekend at Bernie’s doesn’t really work, partly because it expects a single
joke, that nobody realizes Bernie’s dead, to carry the whole movie. Quite often
that joke provokes good laughs, especially with a genuinely funny running gag
involving a frustrated hit man who just can’t seem to rid himself of Bernie.
Then there’s the hilarious situation that evolves when the two execs take
Bernie’s speedboat for a spin. Let’s just say Bernie gets a little damp by the
end of the boat ride.
It isn’t the jokes that sink Weekend at Bernie’s, but the exhausted,
predictable love story that fills the space in between funny moments does.
Every second of the sappy subplot feels contrived, to the point where the
actors involved look uninterested in each other. Romance has no place in a
zany, screwball comedy like Weekend at Bernie’s; it only slows the movie down.
But director Ted Kotcheff never catches on to these obvious hints. His pacing
is so slack that he reminds us why they make fast forward buttons on remote
controls.
Reviewer: Blake French





