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Starring: Tom Hanks, Mariana Treviño, Rachel Keller, Manuel Garcia-Rulfo, Cameron Britton, Mike Birbiglia
OUR RATING: ★★★★☆
Comedy drama directed by Marc Forster. A Man Called Otto (2022) follows Otto Anderson (Tom Hanks), a grumpy isolated widower who is very set in his ways with strict routines, and a short fuse. When a lively young family moves in next door, he meets his match in quick-witted and very pregnant Marisol (Mariana Treviño), leading to an unlikely friendship that will turn his world upside-down.
Our Favorite Quotes:'People change. Or they don't change. Things happen. People drift apart. They build walls. They take offense. Who knows why.' - Otto (A Man Called Otto) Click To Tweet
Voice: [over PA] Welcome to the store. Are you a Busy Beaver?
Otto: No, I am not a Busy Beaver.
Otto: What the hell kind of computer can’t do simple math?
Otto: This is not about thirty-three cents. This is about the fact that I got five feet of rope, because I want five feet of rope. And I shouldn’t have to pay for six feet of rope, if I don’t want six feet.
Hardware Store Taylor: Did you want another foot of rope?
Otto: Don’t you dare let that little rat dog pi** on my walkway again. I know it was you.
Barb: [to her dog] Ignore him, Prince. He’s a nasty, bitter old man. And he has no idea who’s doing that.
Otto: Well, it was one of you.
Otto: [to Barb] And tell that useless boyfriend of yours to stop stretching his groin in public. Looks like a fourteen year-old Romanian gymnast, for God’s sakes.
Otto: [to the UPS driver] You know, the other guys don’t do this. The guys with the white trucks. How come it’s always you brown guys? And I don’t mean that racially!
Marisol: We’re renting here. Yeah. In 206.
Otto: That doesn’t mean you can back the trailer up to your front door.
Tommy: No, I wasn’t. I was parallel parking.
Otto: Parallel to what?
Otto: [as he gets into Tommy’s car] How you can make this far through life without knowing how to backup a trailer? My God, a dog with one front paw and cataracts could have done better than that. And an automatic, of course.
Luna: What’s your name?
Otto: Otto. O-T-T-O.
Abbie: I’m Abbie, O-T-T-O.
Otto: [to Tommy] Anyone who thinks they need to use radar to back up a car shouldn’t be allowed to drive one. They shouldn’t be allowed to use the radio.
Marisol: Oh, Otto. Okay, so it’s the same forward that is backwards.
Tommy: It’s Otto, Mari. It’s just you don’t hear that name very often.
Otto: I do.
Marisol: I brought you some food.
Marisol: Because you looked hungry.
Tommy: That’s why we go so well together. She loves to cook, and I like to eat everything.
Marisol: Are you always this unfriendly?
Otto: I am not unfriendly.
Marisol: I’d say you’re a little unfriendly.
Otto: I’m not unfriendly.
Marisol: Un poquito.
Otto: I am not.
Marisol: No? Okay, you’re not. No, no, no, no. You’re not unfriendly. Every word you say is like a warm cuddle. It really is.
'You will have no problem learning how to drive. My God, the world is full of complete idiots who have managed to figure it out. And you are not a complete idiot. So, clutch. Shift. Gas. Drive.' - Otto (A Man Called Otto) Click To Tweet
Marisol: I’m Mexican. Bueno, no. I was born in El Salvador because my father is from there. But my mom is Mexican, so we went to first Mexico and then…
Otto: And you?
Tommy: I’m an IT consultant.
Marisol: It’s Allen wrench.
Tommy: It’s Alvin.
Marisol: All morning, “Alvin wrench. Alvin wrench.”
Tommy: Honey, it’s Alvin. Trust me. Everybody I know calls it an Alvin wrench.
Marisol: Everybody you know is wrong.
Otto: Maybe I should just run myself over with a car. Maybe that’ll work.
Otto: [visiting Sonya’s grave] I’m sorry I didn’t get here earlier. Got distracted, by some new neighbors. Nitwit husband. Didn’t even know an Allen wrench from one of the Chipmunks.
Otto: Dye & Merika. What idiot thought that was a good name for a real estate company? Sounds like “dying America”. It is, of course. Can’t even buy a decent screw hook anymore. Or rope by the foot. Nothing works when you’re not home.
Barb: That nasty cat scratched Prince. I’m going to kill that piece of s**t.
Otto: No, you’re not.
Barb: What do you care? It’s feral. It’s probably full of all sorts of disgusting diseases.
Otto: So are you, most likely. I don’t throw rocks at you.
Otto: [to the cat] Get out of here while you can. I’m not your friend.
Anita: Otto, hate to bother you, but we don’t have any heat. Could you come take a look?
Otto: Try bleeding your radiators.
Anita: How would I go about that?
Otto: By bleeding the radiators.
Marisol: Otto. Don’t be rude.
Anita: I wasn’t being rude.
Otto: Well, it’s hard to tell the difference sometimes with Otto.
Marisol: Otto, can’t you just go breathe Anita’s radiators for her?
Otto: No. Because you don’t breathe radiators. You bleed them.
Otto: I haven’t even left yet, and they’re trying to erase us. Well, I am not staying around to see that happen. I’m leaving. For good.
'You think your life is so hard because everybody's an idiot and you have to do everything on your own. But guess what. You can't. No one can.' - Marisol (A Man Called Otto) Click To Tweet
Marisol: Tommy fell off the ladder. The ambulance just took him away.
Otto: Well, you can drive yourself in that imported toaster you call a car.
Marisol: I don’t have a license.
Otto: How old are you?
Marisol: Eh? Thirty.
Otto: And you don’t have a driver’s license?
Marisol: I have a driving’s permit. I just never got to the other parts.
Otto: How many other parts are there?
Marisol: Tommy is in the hospital, and he may be dying as we speak. So are you going to drive me to the hospital, or are you going to make me take a bus?
Otto: I will drive you.
Marisol: Thank you. Was it so hard?
Abbie: [as Otto is reading to them] Talk like a bear.
Otto: Bears don’t talk.
Luna: This one does.
Marisol: Otto. What the hell did you do?
Abbie: Abuelo Otto hit the clown.
Otto: I did not.
Officer Dudley: Yeah, you did.
Otto: It was all the clown’s fault.
'I think you should just be happy that someone was trying to help you get through a crappy day. Even if they're an idiot.' - Marisol (A Man Called Otto) Click To Tweet
Otto: This isn’t my quarter.
Beppo the Clown: Well, it came from your ear, sir. So that’s a you problem.
Otto: I gave you a 1964 quarter. And I want it back!
Beppo the Clown: Please calm down.
Otto: Where is it? You have it on you. You have it on you!
Beppo the Clown: Officer, help me. This man is touching me.
Officer Dudley: [over radio] One-twenty-nine. We have a clown situation.
Otto: Where is it?
Officer Dudley: Let go of the clown!
Marisol: My father used to smile like that.
Otto: I’m not smiling.
Marisol: I cannot handle the cats because I can get the toxo thing.
Jimmy: [after they rescue the cat] Oh, body heat works wonders. I’ve got plenty of body and heat.
Marisol: Okay. I’m going to turn on the oven.
Otto: You are not putting that cat in my oven.
Young Otto: [flashback] Would you ever want to get married? Because if you did…
Sonya: Look at me. Now ask me the right way.
Young Otto: Will you marry me?
Sonya: Yes. Yes!
Marisol: [referring to Abbie] She always draws you in color.
Otto: What do you mean, “always”?
Otto: Hey, what about the cat?
Jimmy: Looks like he’s yours now, Otto. Love him.
Otto: I have a cat. I have to figure out what to do with him. Then I’ll come to you, Sonya. I promise. I miss you.
Otto: [to the cat] Oh, no, no, no. You are not taking over my bed. This is your bed. Would you rather sleep outside, back in the snow? That can be arranged.
Sonya: [to Otto] You’ll be the best dad our children could ever hope for.
Marisol: Otto! Good news. Andy’s teaching me how to drive.
Otto: The wrong way.
Otto: [to Marisol] I can’t stand watching one idiot trying to teach another how to drive. You. Put on your coat. It’s lesson time.
Marisol: [as Otto is teaching her to drive] I almost hit the car. It’s like this.
Otto: It doesn’t matter. It’s a hybrid.
Otto: [to Marisol] Now, you listen to me. You have given birth to two children. Soon it’ll be three. You have come here from a country very far away. You learned a new language. You got yourself an education, and a nitwit husband, and you are holding that family together. You will have no problem learning how to drive. My God, the world is full of complete idiots who have managed to figure it out. And you are not a complete idiot. So, clutch. Shift. Gas. Drive.
Otto: My life was black and white before I met Sonya. She was the color.
Reuben: You got to change with the times.
Otto: I mean, a man has to stand up for what he believes in. Even if it is an F-O-R-D.
Luna: You did a good job, Otto. You should pat yourself on the back.
[Otto pats himself on the back with the dolls hand she gives him]
Shari Kenzie: I’m looking for Otto Anderson.
Jimmy: Are you sure you want to do that?
Otto: [after he teaches Malcolm to fix his bike] You treat it right, it’ll treat you right.
Otto: Why can’t people mind their own business?
Shari Kenzie: Because stories like yours are inspiring.
Otto: [to Shari] I didn’t lock you in. Turn the knob, open the door. Opened a door before, haven’t you? Idiot.
Otto: “Social media journalist”? What the hell does that even mean? Bunch of knotheads pointing a camera at themselves.
Marisol: Well, I thought you handled it really well, Otto. I mean, closing her in your garage. That was like excellent strategy. Good job.
Otto: I don’t want to move on.
Marisol: She’s always going to be with you, Otto. But you’re still here.
Otto: Why can’t people mind their own business? Idiots. Interrupting me at every turn. And the more they babble, the more they drown out the memory of her voice. I don’t want to clear Sonya from my life. She was everything. There was nothing before her. And there’s nothing after!
Marisol: I’m something.
Sonya: [flashback, after the bus accident and losing their unborn baby] You’re angry. I know. And sad. So am I. But now we have to live.
Otto: [referring to Malcolm’s father] So why did he kick you out? Because you’re Malcolm now?
Malcolm: Yeah, because I’m Malcolm. Because I dress like this. I read too much. I don’t like sports. Take your pick. He’s embarrassed because I’m trans.
Otto: Then he’s an idiot.
Otto: [to Reuben] I’ve been an idiot. I got so wrapped up in my own troubles, I stopped thinking of anyone else. And I figured they weren’t thinking about me. Friends shouldn’t do that. So, this isn’t easy to say after all this time. But I’m sorry.
Marisol: [to Otto] You think your life is so hard because everybody’s an idiot and you have to do everything on your own, right? Right? But guess what. You can’t. No one can. And I think you should just be happy that someone was trying to help you get through a crappy day. Even if they’re an idiot.
Otto: [after telling the story of how Sonya was paralyzed and lost their baby] Sonya said we had to keep living. That’s what I did. I lived for Sonya. Six months ago she passed away. Cancer. I was going to join her. That’s why I had them disconnect my phone. But now I think she wants me to keep living. And I have things to do.
Dr. Ellis: Has he spoken to you about his condition?
Marisol: No, not really. No.
Dr. Ellis: It’s called hypertrophic cardiomyopathy. Basically, his heart is too big.
Marisol: Too big?
Marisol: [to Otto] You’re really bad at dying, you know that?
Otto: [as they’re all visiting Sonya’s grave] That’s brand-new little Marco there. And Marisol, Tommy. I told you about them. She loved pink flowers, girls. You chose well.
Tommy: I like pink too.
Otto: [after he gives Malcolm his car] Saved you from a Volkswagen.
Otto: [as he’s taking Marisol, Abby, and Luna driving in his truck] This is living.
Otto: Marisol, if you’re reading this, don’t worry. I haven’t done anything stupid. It turns out having a big heart isn’t as nice as it sounds. The doctors warned me it would get me in the end, so I planned ahead, that’s all. The cat eats tuna twice a day and likes to do his business in private. Please respect that. I would like a funeral, but nothing overblown. Just a remembrance of some sort for those people who thought I pulled my weight.
Jimmy: Otto, we love you. In your honor, Malcolm and I are doing all of your rounds without fail around lunch and on weekdays. You loom large.
Otto: [continuing from his letter to Marisol] My lawyer will give you access to my bank accounts. I never wasted money on crap, so you’ll have enough to get the children through school. And do what you like with the rest. The house, and everything in it, is yours, so long as you promise never to sell it to those real estate b****rds. And for God’s sakes, Marisol, don’t let Tommy drive the Chevy. Or anyone else, for that matter. I’m trusting it with you alone. Because you are not an idiot. Abuelo Otto.