Nacho Libre

"Endearingly ridiculous... GENTLER than Jim Carrey, more playful than Ben Stiller, able to leap tall tales in a single bound, Jack Black is the one guy in American movie theaters right now who knows how to coax out the genuine article, the laugh that begins by tickling your belly before it starts shaking you silly..."

"When he runs out of material to tickle with, Black dips into his musically tenacious "deedle-diddle-dee" for some sure-fire ridiculousness..."

"Black should be praised for his self-deprecating performance. It's his character's humility and readiness to prance around like an idiot that makes the film watchable until the end, and regardless of the fact that many of the gags aren't new, Black somehow manages to get a laugh out of you..."

"What's rare to see, and what ultimately makes Nacho Libre so enjoyable, is the story of an underdog who's allowed to remain a humble clown all the way to becoming a hero... Hurtling across the screen in sky-blue stretchy pants worn under apple-red underwear, Jack Black makes a lasting impression. He's bouncy. He's kinetic. He flies into solid objects with great force. Days after seeing him in "Nacho Libre," Jared Hess' sweet, dumb-funny follow-up to "Napoleon Dynamite"..."

"An amiably clunky, unapologetically silly summer confection that nevertheless lands sufficient lethal slams to the funny bone..."

"A daft idea perfectly calibrated to Black’s pop mania, then hermetically sealed by a director who thinks he’s making a Hal Hartley movie..."

"A strange, stitched-together movie; half traditional gross-out, half Gen-X slacker. Black provides plenty of chuckles as a poor monk seduced by the glory and glamour of Mexican wrestling. There are fart jokes and sexually voracious fat ladies. But it all takes place in a sun-parched world of indie quirkiness..."