Jack Black in Nacho Libre must be appreciated as an acquired taste, because I don't appreciate a film that begins with snots dripping from Libre's nose and fat bouncing on ugly bodies.
Libre (Black) moves from placing coins over the eyes of an elderly man who is not dead but sleeping, to a celebrity in a golden mask who wrestles for money. Nacho has grown up in a Mexican monastery and is the cook for orphans, beyond that he has no skills. In fact he is a lousy cook because his ingredients have no appeal. His dedication to the orphans will lead him into the wrestling ring and that will give him a chance with lovely Sister Encarnacion (Ana De La Reguera), who he shares toast with at midnight.
Co-writer-director Jared Hess has made a name for himself with his first comedy in this fashion of losers who can never win with Napoleon Dynamite in 2004.
Nacho travels in his motor powered shopping cart and when he departs from the monastery to earn his fortune there is a tear in the eye of one of the kids who loves and admires the silly loser. He trains using cow pies but is not smart enough to wait until they dry to pick them up. He chooses tight blue pants and red shorts as his costume but apologies for wearing them.
Entering the ring gives him money for loosing but that is not enough for him, he wants to defeat the gold masked champion - a giant in the wrestling field. With his tag-team partner Esqueleto (Hector Jimenez) he continues to hope for the fleeting victory and love from Sister Encarnacion.
The musical sound track flows well and sets an atmosphere for south of the border. It is also designed to assist us in cheering and hoping for the underdogs. The problem is "who cares." Everything that is different is not innovative, Napoleon Dynamite was more than enough of this comedy style for me.