Casa de mi Padre
Release date: March 16, 2012
Director: Matt Piedmont
Screenplay by: Andrew Steele
Cast: Will Ferrell, Diego Luna, Gael Garcia Bernal, Genesis Rodriguez, Pedro Armendariz, Jr., Efren Ramirez, Adrian Martinez
My family and I, we have a different sense of humor. We usually don’t laugh too often with comedies that do too well in America, and I’m probably the only one that has ever laughed with anything related to SNL. The rest of my family detests the show, and it’s commonly label as “American humor.”
This is why I’m usually wary with anything Will Ferrell does. He’s often hit or miss for me, but how can I pass up the opportunity to watch Will Ferrell speaking Spanish for a whole movie, when I laughed out loud with his, “Mi perro es mi favorito. Mi perro es mi corazon. Muchos taquitos. Buena suerte”  line on Bewitched.
Casa de mi Padre is the story of Armando Alvarez (Ferrell), a small-eyed with a somewhat impediment ranchero, whose relationship with his father (Armendariz, Jr.) reaches a low point when Armando’s little brother Raul (Luna) arrives with his future wife, Sonia (Rodriguez) with the plan of taking over Onza’s (Garcia Bernal) drug control zone.
While the plot is thin, it makes up for it by doing it hilariously, playing the best of Mexico’s telenovelas with elements of old school Mexican films — which most Latin American-grown audiences should be familiar with. I mean, we all know Genesis Rodriguez is El Puma’s daughter, so it’s laugh out loud funny when El Puma does show up as a performer at Sonia’s wedding.
I was reminded of the recent Chicogrande, though that one did take itself seriously while still delivering enough laughs. Will Ferrell’s Spanish is remarkably understandable in this one without subtitle aids and makes it one hell of a fun ride with lines like, “los ojos de un pollo chiquito,” when describing his eyes. This type of dialogue is only ten times more hilarious if you’re a Spanish speaker listening to a non-Spanish speaker say it.
The rest of the cast does as well, complementing Ferrell’s over the top performance, with Luna playing the newbie drug lord and Gael Garcia as the total badass to a tee. I didn’t care much for Genesis Rodriguez’ character, but she didn’t bother me. I could’ve done without her after credits song with Ferrell, though.
However, the cheesecake goes to the editors of the film and Jim Henson’s puppets because those were hilarious beyond belief. It’s as if Aslan — but not really, since it was a “gato blanco” — made a cameo in the film to give a pep-talk to Armando and pump him up for his final action sequence.
Except for the butt-showing scene, Casa de mi Padre would have been perfect to watch with your telenovela-loving, old-Mexican cinema watching abuelitos and laugh at.
Oh, yeah. I guess all the humor would be pretty lost while reading subtitles, huh? Time to brush up on your Spanish, people!