Nobody (2021): The Less Edgy John Wick

It began with a kitty bracelet

Alexander Razin

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Source: Robert Ebert

A few days ago, after returning home from working my continuous shift from mid-day to mid-morning, my mother told me the local theatre would reopen. It’s been one year since my last movie theatre experience as I watched Pixar’s Onward, a tale of two elf brothers and a pair of legs.

At first, I was indifferent, but I yearned for a movie theatre outing as I enjoy sitting in a dark room for a few hours. So, on a hunch, I checked the website to see what movies were playing. Most of them were films you could see at home: Tom & Jerry, Raya and The Last Dragon, and Chaos Walking. A promotional poster of a bruised man getting punched by multiple fists in the face immediately caught my eye. At first, the poster read as a dark comedy about a man who stirs up trouble with the wrong people. So the poster sold me and I bought a ticket.

As I checked my emails for confirmation, I noticed an email labeled Nobody Saturday Showing. I opened it to see it’s from the manager informing me the showing I purchased a ticket is having technical difficulties and offered a free showing of the film in DFX. I emailed them back as soon as I could but received no response, so I called the cinema to know how to redeem my free showing. I told the person who answered the phone; I received an email for a free showing of Nobody. The individual on the phone said to come in person to sort it out, so I went as I didn’t want my free ticket to go to waste.

When I arrived at the theatre, I showed them the email, received my free ticket, and waited till Saturday reared its head.

Saturday arrived at breakneck speed, and I was ready to appreciate a pastime stripped away from us, well, everywhere United States except California. I got in my car and on my way there listened to Dying Fetus’s (excellent name) album, Wrong One to F***k With, as I was in the mood for something heavy. The album prepared me for what Nobody would deliver.

I arrived at the movie theatre, which is in an outlet mall. It was nice to get out and feel the warm sunlight light bask on my skin. It appeared many others searched for the sun’s heat.

I entered the theatre and walked calmly to my seat when I noticed a large gentleman…

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Alexander Razin

Aficionado and connoisseur of obscure and experimental music, movies, and TV. Fictional and nonfictional pieces have their place here, too