You’re going to die. So, what’s on your list?
Friday, January 11th, 2008
At SMITH, we have a thing for lists. From random to-do lists—here’s how mine reads for today in no particular order: 1) edit test 2) SMITH blog 3) gym 4) write pitch 5) deposit check 6) call editors about missing checks—to New Year’s resolutions (face it, we all have more than one) and, of course, the master list, the king of all lists: the things-to-do-before-you die list.
Ah yes, my point: a new movie starring Jack Nicholson and Morgan Freeman hits theaters today and its all about the master list. Aptly titled, The Bucket List (like before you kick it), the film is about two terminally ill patients from two totally different worlds. You see where this is going. Freeman and Nicholson become best buds and the duo decided to bolt from their hospital beds and live out what’s on their bucket list. Think skydiving, traveling the globe, and driving a race car. So far the film has gotten some not so nice reviews, I think the words “sappy” and “geezers” were thrown around in one review, while another called the screenplay “mediocre.”
Still, I’m inclined to see this movie because, despite the predictability of it, a) I know I’ll enjoy it and likely shed a tear (what can I say, I have a soft spot for sap cinema) and b) there’s something about those bucket lists that inspire me, especially when I read about someone who’s actually crossing stuff off their before-I-die list: Get laid off, go to India. Check.



why is it that every commercial/preview for every jack nicholson movie in the last ten years prominently features a clip of him doing that Devilish Grin While Focusing Somewhere Just to Your Left thing? if there weren’t music playing you KNOW he’d be doing that heh-heh-heh creepy old man laugh.
such a turn off. anyway.
spending some serious time on a houseboat is on my (sort of under-dramatic) bucket list.
Back in freshman year of highschool I used to ask people what ten things they wanted to do before they died if they had six months left to live. I’ve been trying to work things of my list since then, but as of yet only have four completed: steal something (i’ve unfortunately become a bit of a clepto), get a tattoo (I now have three), get a piercing most people won’t see (i have a matching set in my bra), and a polar bear plunge.