Review: In ‘Tommy’s Honour,’ a Family Feud on and Off the Green


Jack Lowden as Tommy Morris in “Tommy’s Honour.”

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Redolent of damp wool and dour personalities, “Tommy’s Honour” wants to convince us that watching two men bicker and bang balls into tiny holes for the better part of two hours is the height of entertainment.

Not that I wasn’t open to persuasion. For one thing, this staid biopic was prettily filmed in my beloved Scotland and directed by Jason Connery (the son of Sean Connery). And for another, it stars the great Peter Mullan, who broke my heart almost 20 years ago in “My Name Is Joe” and has had a place in there ever since. Here, he plays the 19th-century golf pioneer Tom Morris, four-time winner of what’s now known as the British Open and master caddy and greenskeeper to the toffs at the Royal and Ancient Golf Club of St. Andrews.

For much of the movie, Tom will butt heads with his willful son, Tommy (Jack Lowden), whose golfing talent soon outpaces his father’s and whose aversion to forelock-tugging angers the aristocrats who sponsor their tournaments — and…

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