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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.
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.
If you're looking for fart jokes and racial stereotypes then this film is for you.
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.
One of the most quotable movies ever made.
Despite my love for Napoleon Dynamite growing over the years, Nacho Libre never seemed like an appealing watch. I figured I'd finally give it a go, assuming that nine years would be enough time to let it ripen and, perhaps, surprise me. I assumed wrong.
Nacho Libre is one of those movies that just doesn't work. It feels like it's full of holes, empty silences and strange moments that are clearly meant to be funny and awkward but instead slow everything down. Hess has a great way of looking at the world, I love his skewed eye of a sexless universe and his affection for oddballs and outcasts but this film can't succeed through that alone. It lacks much of…
I always have and forever will finish birthday cards with "oOxoOx".
I understand that this isn't for everyone but it still remains one of my favourite films for almost 10 years now. Endlessly rewatchable, heartwarming and hilarious. It's let down slightly by some cheap jokes (there's a couple fart jokes in there, only one slightly pays off) but when the jokes land, they land. To this day it still has one of the funniest final acts I've ever seen and my favourite Jack Black performance.
Jared Hess + Jack Black. Una historia con racismo simpático mexicano. Lucha libre, monjitas y pueblitos rurales. Quien esperaba otra cosa, merece ser un personaje secundario de Hess.
Entretenida, llena de esos momentos Hess absurdos y casi paralizados en el tiempo. Tiene su propia galería de grotescos personajes, pero es sin duda la mas ligera de toda la breve filmografía del Jared.
Danny Elfman y Beck comparten créditos en la música y aunque tuvieron rollos y conflictos creativos y legales, eso no se percibe mucho en el montaje final.
"GET THAT CORN OUTTA MA FACE!"
I have spent a large portion of my life thinking that Penélope Cruz played Sister Encarnación in this, but apparently I was wrong, and it was someone named Ana de la Reguera. But I will be damned if they don't look like sisters or something. (Both women are gorgeous)
This is kind of an underrated comedy. It's a mix of Napoleon Dynamite (also from the same director) and Wes Andersons films, and it's filled to the brim with quotable lines (which I have been using throughout my life ever since seeing this film in theaters).
It's kind of that awkward weird style of comedy that a lot of people just don't find funny. I…
I dunno why you always have to be judging me because I only believe in science.
Well, I suppose it’s always noble for filmmakers to challenge themselves in their follow-ups to breakthrough hits. Unfortunately, when that challenge is “Who could I possibly find for my film who would be worse than Diedrich Bader?” the only possible answer is inevitably Peter Stormare, and no good can ever come of that. And that’s just one symptom of what goes wrong in a “wrestling” “comedy” that displays absolutely no ability in either the wrestling or comedy departments. Awful.
GET THAT CORN OUTTA MY FACE!
At least 3 stars from my rating are for the corn centric moments.
People nowadays seem to have forgotten that not all comedy has to be witty, dark or satirical. Sometimes they can be simply daft, and often that's what induces the biggest belly laughs from me. Watching a film like this with two children aged 7 and 5, and listening to the joyous giggles they have when Jack Black attempts to sneak up on someone and farts, really serves to remind you how funny stupidity can be.
Put simply, if you don't laugh at Nacho Libre, you're thinking way too hard about it.
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Current number: 1082
Watched: 49% (535 out of 1082)