Here’s what I wrote at UGO.com.
No, it’s not a remake of the Dom DeLuise film. It is the story of an extremely sexually frustrated Norwegian slob whose life is turned upside-down by a flirty bird roommate.
Rino lives alone and masturbates and eats junk food. He has one friend, a spazzed-out, frizzy-headed Steve Buscemi-type with real anger management issues. Then a ridiculously hot Swedish girl moves in and. . . ugh. . . .it just gets painful.
Rife with sexual frustration, as well as genuine feelings, Fatso takes a hard look at the cruel hand fate deals to some of us.
Rino is an amateur comic book illustrator, and there are many hilarious, and very “adult,” animated sequences. (Singing fleshlights? That’s just child’s play.) Rino envisions himself as a clumsy, horny Rhinoceros who sometimes mutates with lustful rage into “Captain Cock.” it is definitely played for laughs, but there is a brutal honesty to it that you’ll never see in an American film. This is not an Apatow production, nor is it the work of Jared Hess, though you might be forgiven for thinking that if you just checked out some production stills.
The movie doesn’t reinvent the wheel, but it wins major points for being true to its characters. No one is a true villain or a saint. Fatso also hints that being “blessed with looks” can be difficult for women, too. (But, thankfully, it doesn’t dwell on this.) I give this movie a solid B+.
