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He's not lean. He's not mean. He's nacho average hero.
Nacho Libre is loosely based on the story of Fray Tormenta ("Friar Storm"), aka Rev. Sergio Gutierrez Benitez, a real-life Mexican Catholic priest who had a 23-year career as a masked luchador. He competed in order to support the orphanage he directed. The producers are Jack Black, David Klawans, Julia Pistor, and Mike White.
"Get that corn outta my face!"
I haven't seen this since in the theater back in 2006, I remember liking it so I decided to try it out again. Nacho Libre is entertaining and really funny at times, but I found that the comedic parts start to become more and more scattered as the movie goes on. I almost always find Jack Black amusing to watch, so I definitely still enjoyed it regardless.
Also, I was very surprised to see 'Biaggio' from The Kings of Summer in this. It kind of threw me off for a minute and I kept waiting for him to say strange and ridiculous things.
If you're looking for fart jokes and racial stereotypes then this film is for you.
You get all the Jared Hess style you are probably expecting but you also get a TON of Jack Black playing himself. It is kind of gimmicky but if you like the gimmick then you'll find this film to be hilarious. It's an original idea with a surprisingly strong amount of plot.
After all these years, this is still that one movie I put on when I've had a long stressful work week and I need to just feel silly and laugh. Actually, this and Zoolander.
It's a little more clear now that the humor of Nacho Libre is somewhat inconsistent. Jared and Jerusha Hess have a preternatural understanding of how to use Jack Black properly, but there seems to be an even ratio of genuine outbursts of awkward, surprising hilarity to jokes that beat the dead horse of "it's funny because it's in a Spanish accent". Not the best thing in a film that is already dangerously skirting stereotype. Still, the film's goofy, boyish zeal is incredibly endearing, and I think…
We have this wrestler wannabe munk, he finds someone to team up with, we have the usual montage as they train, and then they start to wrestle. You may think that they'll win some, then lose some, and then win some again and end up in a big wrestle finale? But that's not the case. They just lose and lose, and then lose some more.
Nacho Libre is one of those comedies that makes you feel bad for laughing. Silly as hell and filled with racist stereotypes it farts its way right into your heart. And when you're as tired as I am this Friday evening, it's just perfect. Just looking at Jack Black in his curly hair, mustache and wrestler costume makes me laugh at this point, so don't expect being as entertained as I was during this film if you're not in a similar state of mind.
A Mexican monk (Jack Black) steps into the ring as a masked wrestler to benefit the orphans of his monastery...and to fulfill his own secret desire to become a luchador.
If you don’t care for Jack Black, you’re not likely to enjoy this movie, but I think he’s funny and does some really good work here. The plot meanders a bit, but the film’s quiet, character-driven rhythms provide an effective counterpoint to its flamboyant wrestling set pieces. It also benefits from being really weird.
Jack Black provides some laughs but overall Nacho Libre fails.
I'll just never not love this movie.
This is honestly one of the funniest movies I have seen with Jack Black
It was pretty funny, but it wasn't that good.
Reminds me of the olden days when I was young, all the kids I hung out with had those accents. Can't believe this is the best movie ever made.
Beneath the clothes, you find a man, and beneath the man you find his...nucleus.
Funny and bizarre. I will always remember the randomness of secret tunnels.
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Current number: 1038
Watched: 52% (543 out of 1038)