Will Ferrell speaking Spanish. Yes, it is indeed comedy gold. In Casa De Mi Padre, there is a no holds barred approach to making fun of every single aspect of Spanish--specifically Mexican--culture. To further legitimize that over the top ribbing, Latino staples Gael Garcia Bernal and Diego Luna appear as warring drug lords fighting over the same territory--and the same woman. If that sounds somewhat serious to you for a Will Ferrell movie, just know that Christina Aguilera's "Casa de mi Padre" plays over the opening credits. That should allay any concerns you might have over this not being a comedy.
Armando Alvarez (Ferrell) has just one interest in life: His father's, Miguel Ernesto (Pedro Armendáriz Jr.), ranch. The idea of any other form of existence simply does not compute with him. In spite of his admiration for the land, Miguel Ernesto openly favors Raul (Luna), who returns home after being away for an indiscriminate period of time with a new girlfriend named Sonia (newcomer Genesis Rodriguez).
An immediate attraction forms between Sonia and Armando, even though both of them know their romance can never be. Regardless, they find themselves riding horses together (one of the best scenes of the movie in that it is blatant that the backdrop and the horses are fake), an intimate bonding experience that prompts Sonia to tell him that her uncle 1) Sexually assaulted her and 2) Will not rest until he makes her his again. Armando's only reply to her outlandish story is: "Interesting."
With the DEA on La Onza's (Bernal) tracks, the trail soon leads to Raul as well. Agent Parker (played by Nick Offerman, who also dabbles in speaking Spanish. I repeat: Nick Offerman speaking Spanish. See this movie now for this very fact alone.) hones in on Armando, sizing him up as a coward who will ultimately rat out his brother. But Armando is used to being underestimated, and ends up taking what he wants: Sonia. In one of the most ridiculous sex scenes since Sharon Stone in Basic Instinct, Armando and Sonia wage a war of inappropriate ass grabbing--only to be discovered the next morning by La Onza.
After La Onza condemns Sonia for sleeping with a filthy rancher, he has his henchman, Officer Blancardo (Manuel Urrego), shoot Armando repeatedly in the chest--right after he admits to being responsible for his mother's death. But what would the comedic prowess of director Matt Piedmont and writer Andrew Steele (both of whom worked with Ferrell as writers during his Saturday Night Live tenure) be without a plot device to get Armando out of his "death"?
The stylized nature of Casa De Mi Padre will either sink or soar with moviegoers, depending on the audience that watches it. As of now, the statistics have indicated that the primary viewers of the film are male and/or Latino. So, I don't know...I guess white women just don't get it. But I sure as fuck thought it was hilarious. Maybe it's like Raul says: "Mexico is not for cowards." And neither is a spoof about it.