|Starring: Jack Black
Directed By: Jared Hess
Rated: PG for some rough action, and crude humor including dialogue
Review Posted: July 7, 2006
There’s always that part of you who thinks that you can be somebody special. As a little kid your parents tell you that you can be whatever you want to be when you grow up. The pessimist in me will tell you that is not true. For example when I was younger I thought there was a chance I could be a famous baseball star like my hero Ryne Sandberg of the lovable losers, the Chicago Cubs. I was about as gifted at using a ball glove as a boy with no arms. Needless to say, no matter how many times people told me I could do anything I wanted, I knew my limits. Nacho Libre is a film about such a tale on so many different levels. We have Nacho who is quite possibly the worst wrestler in the world, and a film that is so unfunny it makes you want to die inside.
Jack Black takes on the role of Nacho Libre, an outcast monastery cook who dreams of being Luchador wrestler. Nacho finally gets his big chance and with the help of a street urchin. He begins his pro wrestling career in guise, hiding it from the monks and the children that he cooks for.
I can’t suggest Nacho Libre. Truth be told, I chuckled twice through out the entire film. Brought to you by the creators of Napoleon Dynamite, this proved to be a huge miss for Jack Black and friends. While Nacho is a lovable character, the story is full of awkward pauses, and over the top dialog that makes you too uncomfortable to enjoy it. Nacho comes off as an idiot that you can’t relate to, kind of like that crazy uncle at a family reunion that no one wants to talk to. As a viewer you sit there hoping the film would just be over soon.
Try as he may, Jack Black is far too contained in this film to really do anything great. He is limited by the script, and as a viewer we find that when Black is at his best is when he lets his “true” self out. We see quick glimpses of Black’s Tenacious D act he has become famous for, but it’s quickly controlled and he jumps right back into more awkward dialog in an equally awkward storyline.
Plain and simple, don’t waste your time with Nacho Libre. As a fan of Napoleon Dynamite, this is a huge disappointment. This film tried so hard to be Napoleon, but perhaps tried to hard. The film was painfully unfunny, and while it’s not bad enough to make you want to leave, it’s not good enough to even sprout much more than one or two small laughs. It’s certainly not Jack Black’s worst (That’s called Envy),but it’s far from anything that he wants to brag about either.