Scheming on a way to save their father's ranch, the Alvarez brothers find themselves in a war with Mexico's most feared drug lord.
Next time Ferrell ventures south of the border, he might want to take a gag-writer with him.
Grindhouse with giggles, this potboiler parody offers just enough to avoid being a curio – not least Ferrell at his straight-faced best. Arriba!
Good-natured but thin.
Often inspired but patchy overall, Ferrell's horse opera could have benefited from a sharper, even more out-there script. Grade-A assplay, though.
There certainly aren’t too many genuine laughs to be had in the brief yet somehow still overlong 80-minute running time.
A couple of wittily staged, extravagant action set-pieces add to the merriment, but this is a film that gets by on an endearing silliness rather than belly laughs.
In a previous life, the director was a Saturday Night Live writer, and the movie often has the feel of an overextended sketch, but the sheer weight of silliness wins you over in the end.
Laughs are sparse.
Unfortunately, neither the slapstick nor the dialogue have any spice or spark about them at all.
The sole gag lies in the intentionally dodgy editing.
It's all a little undercooked, playing more like an extended version of a very funny trailer than an actual, full-bodied comedy.
Good for a few chuckles, but once you've got over the novelty of hearing Ferrell speaking in Spanish in front of a cheap, painted backdrop, there's not much to it.
Vámonos, amigos!, murmuró, y los vaqueros montó en la crepúsculo friscalatito...
General release. Check local listings for show times.