By Jim Tortolano
Ever have a revenge fantasy? Anything from wanting to punch out the bully from fifth grade, or launching a devastating response to the fashion insults launched at you by Queen Bee mean girl your sophomore year in high school?
Such fantasies are a staple of professional entertainment and 3 a.m. insomnia. There are many reasons for their popularity, but the main one is this: they just feel so darn good.
Hutch Mansell (Odenkirk) is a middle-age office drone underappreciated by his wife, son and the people who pick up the garbage in his neighborhood. He quietly submits to life’s indignities and then one night, two burglars break into his house.
That’s his chance to bring out some inner Rambo, but the golf club freezes in his hand and the perps get away.
This is not great filmmaking; the violence becomes gratuitous and unrealistic quickly, and you can almost see Hutch winking at you as the battles – which he, of course, always wins – go more and more over the top.
But – for what it is – an emotional safety valve for any of us who ever felt (or feel now) that we are better than people take us to be, this is a solid, sometimes silly, exciting movie.
“Nobody” is rated R for tons of violence, profanity, violence and violence.

