I just finished watching The Bucket List. It’s billed as a comedy and it had its moments of humor. But I thought it was mostly a serious piece about life, death, family, and friendship.
Jack Nicholson was a rich man who owned a string of hospitals he’d built from nothing. Morgan Freeman was a man who’d started out to be a teacher, but ended up a mechanic when the realities of a pregnant wife interrupted the dream. Nicholson was single, having survived four marriages, with a daughter he hadn’t seen in years, and Freeman had three children, all successful people. Both men worked hard all their lives. Now they ended up together in the same hospital room(Nicholson insisted on two to a room in his hospitals: no exceptions) dying of cancer.
As they are going through the various treatments, a relationship starts to build. They concoct a Bucket List, things to do before you kick the “bucket”. They go off jumping out of airplanes, driving fast cars, visiting the world.
They end up changing each other for the better, though neither of them knew it at the time.
I liked this movie. Serious subject matter.
I watched a sister and two friends go through the same things they were going through in that hospital. Chemotherapy does strange stuff to the body. In all three cases, despite the best efforts, three people left this world much to early. Some day we may get a hand on this cancer.
I hope so.