Here, Dinamic — who works as a barber by day and who also promotes lucha libre shows himself — is about to put his hair on the line in a "hair vs. mask" match. Although most American fans would figure (and correctly so) that the outcome has already been pre-determined, Dinamic never lets that on for the filmmakers, professing his nervousness about the "bet" right up until the ring bell sounds.
Dinamic's honor and love for the "sport" are never in question, even after he loses his match and his face is a bloody mess. He even maintains his "embarrassment" and desire for revenge during a family gathering afterwards.
In the parlance of American pro-wrestling this sort of sense of honor and devotion to keeping the secrets of the sport is something the wrestlers themselves refer to as "kayfabe." As American professional wrestling became a victim of its own success during the eighties and nineties, a lot of those secrets have become lost. Likewise, as those good vs. evil storylines have become increasingly more blurred, the fans are no longer sure who to root for or against.
Yet in Mexico's Lucha Libre, where the mystique and the honor remain entrenched as tradition, the fans continue to come to the matches.
Vince McMahon could learn a lot from watching this film.