NICK JONAS is DITCHING the microphone for a blood-soaked payday in a new film that GLORIFIES the ELITE’S most violent protectors—and it’s a DISTURBING sign of our times.
The pop-star-turned-actor is set to produce and star in the action thriller Bodyman, a film that PLUNGES viewers into a “violent struggle for power” during a FAMILY CHRISTMAS. The plot? A billionaire RUTHLESSLY disinherits his own “nepo-baby” children, handing his private military company to his bodyguard (Jonas). The message is CLEAR: loyalty bought by force trumps blood. This isn’t entertainment; it’s a MANIFESTO for the new aristocratic guard.
Jonas is reuniting with his Kingdom team, with director Gary Fleder gushing about the star’s “physicality” and “intensity.” But this project reeks of a calculated rebrand—a desperate grasp for gritty credibility by a former Disney Channel darling. While Jonas drops a new solo album and preps for fluffy sequels like Camp Rock 3, he’s simultaneously selling us a fantasy where MERCENARIES are the real heirs to power.
In an era of staggering wealth inequality, this film doesn’t just predict chaos—it ROMANTICIZES the coming war between the ultra-rich and their privatized armies. It’s a HARBINGER of a future where family means nothing, and the man with the gun gets EVERYTHING.
This is more than a movie role; it’s a TELLING glimpse into the psyche of an industry now OBSESSED with the aesthetics of collapse. The fantasy is no longer about winning the inheritance—it’s about being the one hired to KILL for it.



