Nacho Dog
So, my buddy Tate had puppies. Waitaminute. That doesn't sound right.
Let's try this again. My buddy Tate's Dad has a dog and it had puppies. That's better. Anyway, I wanted a dog. I'm sick of being lonely, so I was like, it's this or Russian Bride. So, I got a dog. Her name is Audrey (5 Coolness Points for the first person who can guess what this is a reference to, and for the record, Tate, you have no excuse for not scoring CPs on this one.), she's an eety beety leetle Rat Terrier pup with black and brown fur. Right now she has taken up residence in a corner in my kitchen and looks terrified of pretty much everything. Hopefully she'll survive the week. I'm not known for my skill at caring for living things.
As if to prove this point, no less than an hour after picking her up I bolted for Vincennes with the Crew to watch Nacho Libre. So, how is it you ask? Not bad. It's Jared Hess's second full length film (his first was a short called Peculia, his second was the ever sweet Napoleon Dynamite), and it definately suffers from Sophomore film syndrome, never quite achieving the heights that Dynamite did. Having said that, the flick has its moments (the climax had us laughing pretty good). Jack Black is surprisingly restrained throughout (well, by Jack Black standards he's restrained...), although the film seems to find every excuse neccessary for the Tenacious D frontman to take his shirt off. Also, it's pretty funny listening to Black trying to maintain a Spanish accent. At one point he definately sounds like he's doing an Italian accent. All in all it's a decent popcorn flick that should give you a chuckle or two. Word of advice, though. Wait a week. That theatre was Crawling with annoying, loud mouthed teeny boppers who couldn't go more than a minute without checking their cell phones. Bad mojo.
Let's try this again. My buddy Tate's Dad has a dog and it had puppies. That's better. Anyway, I wanted a dog. I'm sick of being lonely, so I was like, it's this or Russian Bride. So, I got a dog. Her name is Audrey (5 Coolness Points for the first person who can guess what this is a reference to, and for the record, Tate, you have no excuse for not scoring CPs on this one.), she's an eety beety leetle Rat Terrier pup with black and brown fur. Right now she has taken up residence in a corner in my kitchen and looks terrified of pretty much everything. Hopefully she'll survive the week. I'm not known for my skill at caring for living things.
As if to prove this point, no less than an hour after picking her up I bolted for Vincennes with the Crew to watch Nacho Libre. So, how is it you ask? Not bad. It's Jared Hess's second full length film (his first was a short called Peculia, his second was the ever sweet Napoleon Dynamite), and it definately suffers from Sophomore film syndrome, never quite achieving the heights that Dynamite did. Having said that, the flick has its moments (the climax had us laughing pretty good). Jack Black is surprisingly restrained throughout (well, by Jack Black standards he's restrained...), although the film seems to find every excuse neccessary for the Tenacious D frontman to take his shirt off. Also, it's pretty funny listening to Black trying to maintain a Spanish accent. At one point he definately sounds like he's doing an Italian accent. All in all it's a decent popcorn flick that should give you a chuckle or two. Word of advice, though. Wait a week. That theatre was Crawling with annoying, loud mouthed teeny boppers who couldn't go more than a minute without checking their cell phones. Bad mojo.
2 Comments:
Mmmm... Sherilyn Fenn. so hot. And for whatever reason dogs seem to respond really well to names ending in a long E sound.
Nacho Libre was a solid B-. I enjoyed it but it was definitely weaker than Napoleon. The nun was damn cute, too.
At least Vincennes wasn't as bad as Effingham. It was a better theatre and most people shut up after the movie began.
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