House of My Father

In this bat-crazy Mexican telenovela, replete with flimsy scenery and fake horses, Ferrell's stilted Spanish delivery chimes perfectly with the stilted, soapy dialogue.

No es cmico, Seor Ferrell.

It's all a little undercooked, playing more like an extended version of a very funny trailer than an actual, full-bodied comedy.

It's a one-joke film and that's the joke.

Vmonos, amigos!, murmur, y los vaqueros mont en la crepsculo friscalatito...

Odd, intermittently amusing but wholly unsatisfying, an oddball experiment that simply doesn't work.

The film itself is just such a painstaking recreation (and hilarious overexaggerating) of what it’s spoofing that it becomes a fitting continuation of the format it’s sending up.

Yet another potentially funny but underachieving comedy starring Will Ferrell.

It takes a funny, fresh little skit and tries to stretch it out to a feature length movie.

While this film isn't quite a home run, it's a bold experiment in cinema.