It's not racist, it's just not funny

Rating: 1/10 (22 November 2006)

Wow. Jared Hess is a modern day alchemist, having turned Jack Black's comedic gold into cinematic lead. In a continuation of his hump-a-single-note series, Jared Hess takes the wild and wacky world of Mexican wrestling and lampoons it for about an hour and a half too long.
In what Jared Hess must have considered to be a "high concept," Jack Black plays a monk in a monastery who turns to Mexican wrestling in order to raise money for an orphanage. It sounds slightly more interesting than a feeb trying to get his friend elected class president, but this movie turns out to be about as watchable (which is to say, not at all) as Napoleon Dynamite.
With predictable set ups and punchlines, there is nothing at all to make this movie worthwhile. There's a lot of jokes about the outrageousness of wrestlers, some lame crap about how to prepare to become a wrestler, and some really stale jokes about tight clothes on men. Unfortunately for Jared, if you've been through the sixth grade, you've heard all of these jokes a long time ago - and they weren't funny then, either.
So forget all of the nonsense you've heard about this movie being culturally insensitive and concentrate on what really matters - it's just a plain, old bad movie executed by men and women who should have been told "no" during pre-pre-pre production.