Jack Black is funny. Very funny. Nacho Libre proves he has the stuff of champions.

In a follow effort from Jared Hess — the genius behind Napolean Dynamite — comes a tale of a man with one dream, one vision, one true religion. He may be a friar, but when he wears tight pants and a mask, and steps in the wrestling ring, this man of God will rock you. Actually he gets his butt kicked quite a bit, in a humorous way.

Stuck serving meals to orphans, Nacho yearns for a chance to be important and dish up something besides beans and chips. Wrestling might be his ticket to a better life for himself and food that does not give the boss diarrhea.

The humor is off beat, the timing left of center, and the plot unconventional. Just perfect. Loved it.

What works about this movie:
1) The premise is both ridiculous and semi-serious.
2) Casting. Besides Jack Black, everyone is average looking. Ugly monkeys perform as well as overpaid Botoxed ones. Yes!
3) Direction. Jared Hess: the funniest man in Utah. Maybe the entire Lower 48.

Verdict: Theater, DVD purchase. Both if you can handle the laughter.