ared Hess - still hot after the success of his Napoleon Dynamite - brings us Nacho Libre, a wacky mix of silly sophomoric humour with a hint of studio-funded polish. While Nacho still rides on the underdog realm of his first film, it is more often than not a zany mess, but still managing to chase away the blues.

The first gag, for example, has Jack Black shooting refried beans out his nose. Silliness indeed, as is the image of Black in his sky-blue stretchy pants worn under apple-red underwear - hiked up way past his belly button. Truly hilarious, but over the course of an hour and a half, it wears a bit thin.

As for storyline, Black is Brother Ignacio, a man of the cloth in a Mexican orphanage - speaking in a thick Mexican accent, bugging his eyes out and sporting a bandito mustache. Really, he’s more of a monk in training, as he’s just a cook at the orphanage. So, when the children complain about the meals, begging for simple salads as opposed to beans (of which are the cause of a long sequence of jokes), he realizes he must earn money for fresh ingredients to properly feed the young’ns.

When a pretty young nun, Sister Incarnación (Ana de la Reguera, a Penelope Cruz look-alike) arrives at the monastery, Ignacio is inspired to put on the tights, cape and mask and become Nacho, the "luchadore" he has always longed to be. And along comes a local wrestling contest to provide the opportunity to earn the needed money. To do this, he recruits a skinny homeless man (Héctor Jiménez) to become his tag-team partner, Esqueleto (“the skeleton”). Now if they can just figure out how to wrestle.