Meet Napoleon Dynamite, perhaps filmdom's ultimate high school misfit.
He has no fashion sense, wears enormous square glasses and keeps tater tots in his side pocket in case he wants to snack during class. He has a horrific quasi-afro, has no discernible skills other than drawing pictures of ligers (you know -- the offspring of a lion and a tiger), walks with a strange gait and speaks in a perpetually annoyed tone, especially when he utters his favourite epithet ("Id-iot!").
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