By Sam Trailerman (A Mr Nobody of Sorts, He Claims)
So, there is this new Malayalam movie, I, Nobody, that came out on July 9, 2026. Directed by Nissam Basheer, written by Sameer Abdul. Produced by Prithviraj’s own company and E4 Entertainment. Music by Jakes Bejoy.
And obviously, Prithviraj Sukumaran is in it, along with Parvathy, Hakkim Shahjahan and Vijayaraghavan.
The story? Simple. Rajeevan is just… nobody. Like literally you and me. A government employee. Wakes up, goes to office, and comes back: family, bills, same boring life.
One day he goes to a bank – probably to deposit his salary before his wife asks where the money went – and bam, bank robbery happens. He gets taken hostage.
And from there, his life is tossed around. The money goes missing. And guess who the police arrest? Our Mr Nobody. Because in India, if you are standing near a problem, you ARE the problem. The system has this amazing talent for finding the most ordinary guy and making him the prime suspect.
That’s the core idea, and honestly, it’s relatable. We are all nobodies until we are blamed for something we didn’t even do. Office file goes missing? Blame the junior. At home, something breaks? Blame the youngest son. Same logic.
The first half actually pulls you in. High production quality looks rich, action scenes are slick. They build this whole heist thriller vibe; you think, okay, this is going to be a proper cat-and-mouse game about who took the money. It feels fresh. You stay invested.
Then comes the second half. And the movie itself becomes a nobody. Loses its way completely.
It was supposed to be about Rajeevan, this ordinary man who suddenly becomes visible because he is in trouble. Nice thought. But after interval, the writer seems to have forgotten what he wanted to say.
The story starts running in all directions, taking unnecessary detours like a shared auto in Kochi trying to fill seats. The pace that was so brisk in the first half suddenly gets tired, like it also needs a tea break.
The emotional part – which should have been the heart of a film called I, Nobody – never really hits you. You know Rajeevan’s family is at risk, his peaceful life is gone, but you don’t FEEL it. You are just watching.
What saves the film? Two things. One, Prithviraj. The man tries. He can play a scrawny, helpless government clerk and in the next scene beats up ten people and still look convincing. That’s his superpower. Parvathy is good as always, but they didn’t give her much to do, which is almost a crime these days.
Two, Jakes Bejoy’s background score. The music is the only one that remembers it’s supposed to be a thriller even when the screenplay forgets. Plus, visually the film is top-notch. Cinematography, editing – all very stylish, very Hollywood-level finish. You can see the money on screen.
The action stunts are well done, no doubt. But if you are looking for a solid, logical crime investigation… well, don’t.
So, final verdict from this nobody to all you nobodies? If you are a Prithviraj fan and you like stylish action films where you can switch off your brain for two hours, go watch it in the cinema. You will get your money’s worth for the visuals and the fight scenes.
But if you are expecting a tight, edge-of-the-seat thriller that respects your intelligence till the end – wait no more it’s out in OTTs. Put it on a lazy Sunday afternoon, with some chips. It will feel just right.
Because at the end of the day, I, Nobody is like that government file – looks important from outside, but inside, half the pages are missing.
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