The main motley crew consists of an oversized “Happy Meal”: whiny egotistical Master Shake, levitating sleeve of french fries and voice of reason Frylock, and a naïve little raw meatball named Meatwad.
It is the honest curmudgeon that Napoleon Dynamite ignites; something we all can relate to on some level. His disgust with chores and peers, gripes with social grace. We all, at some point have been delirious with our own lack of vanity.