This late-1980s classic finds co-workers Larry (Andrew McCarthy) and Richard (Jonathan Silverman) spending a weekend at the beach house of their boss, Bernie (Terry Kiser), who’s secretly planning to kill the duo because they’ve uncovered an accounting error at the company. But when the boys arrive, Bernie’s already been whacked, and hilarity ensues as Larry and Richard try to keep his death a secret so that they won’t be considered suspects.
Born in Toronto, Canada, Ted Kotcheff graduated with a degree in English Literature from the University of Toronto. He began his professional career directing TV drama at age 24 at the Canadian Broadcasting Corporation, at the time becoming the youngest director in the CBC. After two years there he went to live and work in England, directing in television and the theatre.
He twice won the British Emmy for Best Director, the second time for an extraordinary docudrama about a female derelict entitled, “Edna, the Inebriate Woman” episode of “Play for Today” (1970). The film also won the Best Actress and Best Script Award. Kotcheff’s television work in Great Britain was part of the new wave of working-class actors and drama that changed British theatre and television in the late 1950s. His stage successes include the long-running Lionel Bart musical, “Maggie May.” His film career started in England: Tiara Tahiti (1962), a social comedy starring James Mason and John Mills; Life at… read more
people centuries in the future will cite this film as the go-to necrophilia film, that's all i could think about upon a recent viewing. still, it's funny, if not a bit misogynistic, although find me a film made in the late 80's that isn't....
Only in the 80s could you make a PG-13 comedy and reference necrophilia. A fun little absurdist comedy with a feminist subtext that others saw but I didn't to the extent they did.
Bitch Magazine published an article in the 90s about how Weekend at Bernie's I & II are both metaphors for the death of the traditional American male in 1980s culture. That theme is present, but not as much as that critic (pretty much the only straight guy who ever wrote for them) said there would be.
One of my many shameless guilty pleasures, much like "Bio-Dome." This is definitely a one note joke film, but the cast's likability and their efforts to do the best they can with the slim material makes the slapstick work genuinely. Not great, but slightly poignant and funny. Sometimes that's good enough.