I hate to create my long over-due "first thread" as an over-the-top, intellectually condescending movie review directed at those who have seen this particular flick and didnt find it as engrossing, or to those who dont intend to see it based on what some salaried print-schmuck had to say.
The movie spoke to me and I feel weakly obligated to spread the word.

Or maybe I'm simply trying to verbally translate the excitement of having a beautiful woman seated next to me in the theater (yes, voluntarily) who was equally enthralled by, and surprisingly intelligent enough to completely comprehend the message in this film.
Nah... Ive tripped on my tongue under those circumstances too many times to allow that to influence my thoughts and share the details with anyone but my pillow again.
This commentary is fueled by the movie itself, from that anatomical part of me which contains the brain.
However mi-nute that may be.


See the film.

Or dont.
The message is out there to be found- Somewhere.



This film isnt about the actors holding up the characters- Freeman and Nicholson pull it off not for the sake of their worthy notoriety as kings of the silver screen.
Alas if the "message" had 10 times less impact than it had, the accusation that the actors were cast to sell the story would still be a head-in-ass statement. The story was rock solid. But probably as simple as a rock too. Really.

My immediate reaction to the film would rate about two tissues less than the impact a daytime drama sponsored by "Swiffer sweeper" might have on a neglected bipolar housewife.

But as compulsive as it may have been, the thought of a teardrop making its way to my eye-sockets was short-lived as I sat in the theater thinking to myself "this 100 minute movie deserved another 6 months of script" (and at least one more John Mayer tune)

However I was inspired, and entertained.

When you see it, you may agree: 6 months from now may be 6 months too late to do something kind for a stranger...see something truly majestic... kiss the most beautiful woman in the world...

Live your Bucket list now.

6 months notice is a luxury most of us will never have.

Don't post this late no one will read it...beep.

Was I supposed to eat the mushroom BEFORE I read this?

Maybe you should lay off the 'shrooms before you write it.

Beep

Great piece of writing. Don't take offense at the "yet bullet proof"....their time is dwindling................

Side note...would be / could be interesting to read your descriptive literary about a knock-down fishing event.

I have seen the movie it's funny and sad all in one.
And one of the best lines ever something like this
"when you are old there are 3 rules rule 1.Don't pass up a bathroom.2.don't waste a hard-on ,3.don't trust a fart "......words to live by

Cotr,

I haven't seen the movie yet. But I think I'll get it from Netflix. Being middle-aged plus, I made my bucket list a few years ago. My kids were grown and finished college. My long term marriage went down the proverbial rat hole. Fished Kamchatka 2004. Fished Alaska 2005, 2006, 2007. Bike toured Italy 2006. I may not kick the bucket for a while, so I'm deciding what else to add. I'm thinking I should tour Greece, fish Chile, take winter breaks and fish Mexico (2005 and liked it), winter break to Hawaii again, build a new house, etc. I kinda' like the bucket concept.

Sg

SG
Careful, you're starting to live large like Vedder

I also enjoyed the film and look forward to vicariously sharing the joy of your experiences.....

I think my bucket list is going on the shelf for a while cuz I'm trying to get a house built. And even so, I could never begin to be the jet set angler Vedder is. I have to take vacation time to go on trips. Vedder does it on the clock!