Nacho Libre (2006, USA)

I honestly don’t know why I sat Nacho Libre through. Maybe I was hoping it would get better. It didn’t. I award this the most formulaic script of the year. There were no surprises. There could have been, because the plot (A monk working as a cook at an orphanage secretly wants to become a wrestler. Despite the lack of skills, power, or training he becomes one. He keeps losing, but even that gets enough money for him to buy better food for the kids…) I liked Jack Black in School of Rock, but here he was boring. His love interest was beautiful, but boring again. There was just nothing to keep my attention on. Maybe the fight scenes, but even those ended up lacking the extra oomph for good physical comedy. Eh, I got over it.