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Nacho Libre
ALTHOUGH Nacho Libre isn’t that funny a premise, it works well enough. Jack Black is Ignacio, by day a gentle chef, but by night he pulls on his leotard and cape and becomes a Mexican wrestler. Why? To raise cash to save the orphanage he works in.
It has enough silly gags to make it roll by quickly, and touches of slap stick that will illicit as many groans as chuckles from the audience.
Wilderness
THIS could seem like rehabilitation under the guidance of one of Margaret Thatcher’s particularly vicious home secretaries.
A group if prisoners are sent to an island for a week to raise their spirits after one of their number commits suicide. But on the island is a blood-lusting killer, armed with a cross bow and out to kill them.
It manages to avoid being just another horror flick, partly because the plot holds its cards close enough to its chest, and partly because the cast of inmates struggling to stay alive are engaging. |
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