I’m only way behind most of the world, but I finally watched ‘The Bucket List’ last night. I had just closed-up the gas station and I was home relaxing. The television had been unplugged, so I had to manually (I know, right?) flip through channels and see what was on until the guide updated.
As I was flipping through HBO/Cinemax, I came across Morgan Freeman I stopped. Generally anything that has Freeman in it I like, so it stayed on while I surfed from my laptop. Once the Internet started to bore me and I shut down the lappy, ‘Bucket List started to draw me in more and more.
I have to say that it went by pretty quick (I started watching when Freeman and Nicholson are in the hospital), but was still very entertaining. Then came the end… I consider myself a pretty un-emotional guy. It takes some pretty deep stuff for me to get weepy or even slightly emotionally involved. This is doubly true for movies. I mean, ffs, they’re not even real.
The last 20 minutes of this movie got me completely weepy. I won’t ruin it in case there is actually someone who hasn’t seen it, but make sure you have the Kleenex handy by the time pyramids are on-screen (you’ll see).
Just in case anyone out there hasn’t seen it, go rent it or catch it on HBO. The movie is definitely worth your time, and it makes a great point that we all should have our own ‘bucket list’ and make damn sure we accomplish all of that list.
