Bob Odenkirk spends his weekdays commuting to a a dull job. Tuesday mornings he always forgets to leave out the trash. Wife Connie Nielson is always asleep when he climbs into bed. Weekends are a blank. One night he wakes up to finds housebreakers. He lets them rob him, despite his son's also waking and trying to stop them. When they've gone, he tries to return to his routine. When his daughter can't find her kitty-cat bracelet, Odenkirk tracks down the housebreakers. On the way home, he puts half a dozen obnoxious teens in the hospital. One of them, however, is the brother of a Russian mobster. Of course, Odenkirk turns out to have a skill set that makes Liam Neeson look like a wimp.
I've noted elsewhere that comic performers have the same acting ability as straight performers, and something extra. That's what Odenkirk brings to this movie. He's utterly believable as the dull routiner. He's utterly believable as the guy whose job is to make sure there are no witnesses. As straight as he plays it, there's a manic energy to the proceedings that others in this genre can't match. With Christopher Lloyd and RZA.
I've noted elsewhere that comic performers have the same acting ability as straight performers, and something extra. That's what Odenkirk brings to this movie. He's utterly believable as the dull routiner. He's utterly believable as the guy whose job is to make sure there are no witnesses. As straight as he plays it, there's a manic energy to the proceedings that others in this genre can't match. With Christopher Lloyd and RZA.