There's a slightly homoerotic killing spree going on at the local golf course in this no-budget slasher comedy, and someone's responsible. Featuring a dated soft hair-metal score by Kip Winger, The Greenskeeper is corny and self-aware. The 30-year old teenagers in the film get offed by golf clubs, a tennis ball server, a coat hanger, and a golf ball washer, but it isn't very good. I wish there was more to complain about, but The Greenskeeper wasn't very interesting. Insert yawn here.