are (*gasp*) not the same movie. Nacho
lacks the dry, slow pacing of Napoleon
, and replaces the slack-mouthed, dull-on-purpose characters with the fat, prancing Black and Carmen-Miranda-esque Jimenez. It's unfair to put down one because of the other.
On a side note, how is it that Wes Anderson's The Life Aquatic
has such a huge cum-fest of fans, despite the fact that it's pretty much The Royal Tenenbaums
set on a boat and without the jokes?
"Nacho's processed cheese and tortilla-thin premise are purely a refried conduit for Black... [it] would be inexcusably trashy if it weren't for the naive sincerity of its star."
, PREMIERE MAGAZINE
Umm, was someone saying something about racism? This is like when all of those old white film critics went on and on about how King Kong
was racist, but all they were really doing was demonstrating that they equate black dudes with apes. "Nacho Libre is the kind of awful movie that ruins your whole day."
-- David Cornelius
David Cornelius sounds like the fussy, frail man who wears wool cardigan sweaters in July, likes fancy cheeses, and always carries around a large umbrella when it's only slightly outcast. "Boo-hoo-hoo! Nacho Libre
ruined my day! Somebody, call me a waaaaaaaaaah-mbulance!"
This comment actually annoyed us so much that we decided to read David's whole review, and sure enough the guy is a whining bitch throughout. Our favorite part was when David said, "the universe obviously hates us all."
What is this, the mid-90s? Is he sitting in his parent's basement listening to Type-O Negative? Yeah, we're going to go ahead and guess there are some deeper issues here, Dave. Seriously. Get a puppy. Get laid. Loosen up! Jesus! People who want to feel like they're too smart for Nacho Libre
shouldn't go see the movie in the first place. If however, you're a mentally sound individual with real live friends that you've met in person, give 'em a call, hide a couple Negro Modelos in your waistband and go laugh at a few (expertly timed) fart gags.
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