This movie must have seemed like a great idea to someone: hey, let's make a movie that looks like a low-budget Mexican western. Including everybody speaking Spanish. Cheap special effects. Amateurish cinematography. Ludicrous dialog and a boilerplate plot.
Oh, and we'll get Will Ferrell to play the hero.
The problem being: stretching that idea out to a movie length. And it's just not that great an idea. Ferrell plays Armando, the cowardly, dim-witted, less-favored son of a local rancher. He hangs out with his buddies, and the only blips in his mostly-happy existence is the occasional drug lord using their land to kill a squealer.
But Armando's brother Raul shows up with his gorgeous fiancé Sonia; he seems to have some sort of relationship with the aforementioned drug lord. I predict bullets will be a-flyin'.
There's a lot of Saturday Night Live DNA at work here. In addition to Ferrell, Both the writer (Andrew Steele) and director (Matt Piedmont) used to work for the show. Unfortunately, some of the show's flaws tag along with them. The movie is not without laughs, but some gags just lie there, others go on way after the laughs have died down.