30 March 2008 Sunday | 22:12 | -
Starring Academy Award winners Jack Nicholson and Morgan Freeman, THE BUCKET LIST is a movie that leaves you (somewhat) pondering about death and well, pre-death.
Conjured by Morgan Freeman (as a middle class trivia loving mechanic), the Bucket List contains a number of things that must be done before kicking the bucket. After slogging for more than forty years of his life to put his children through school amongst other things, he deemed it totally acceptable to leave his wife to go on a reckless adventure with a grouchy old man who has slept next to him in a hospital ward over the last three months.
The obscenely rich Jack Nicholson (as a hospital owner) is a very convenient companion for the checklist to be completed. His classic Type A personality first made the whole journey possible (with his riches), and then provided some dramatic factor in the rundown.
While I thought The Bucket List would be a movie merely rattling on the importance about living to life’s fullest, there was a twist in the concluding scene. Morgan Freeman, apparently was not just experiencing his wildest fantasies. He was in fact on his way to attaining the ultimate goal on the list- helping a total stranger.
Not Oscar material, but pretty sentimental, hilarious in its little ways and have you drafting your own Bucket List.
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And once again, I wondered about the little nails and screws in my left foot. This is a note to the people who will be managing my funeral: In the event that those metal components remain intact after cremation, I want them packed into that little urn as well.
And no, I don’t need a BIG urn. Don’t be rude.
hahaha, i told my friends / family about my funeral arrangements too. in case i leave before them.
NEVER EVER scatter my ashes in the sea.
i scared of water.
no lah. u dun nid big urn.
dun be sensitive.
pail can le
selsel – scared of water! ha ha ha LOL
hahahaha… the first two comments were so FUNNY!!!! Couldnt stop laughing… omg!
don’t worry abt the nails, it will MELT ! trust me…i know…coz my papa also had afew nails in his leg, when he was cremeted, we “pick” his bones, can’t find the nails. so i guess the FIRE was very very very very very HOT until the metal also MELT.
hey i was at Bugis Junction to see u guys just now. and then went off to have dinner at the foodcourt, and saw liyi there! why u never eat with her? then she eat alone, so ke lian…
Perhaps I should take the que from “Bucket List” and have your cremated remains (+ screws and all) all packed into a “Maling Luncheon Meat Can”..
Then find a nice area on Bukit Timah hill where you will witness the most “majestic” sights from Singapore’s tallest hill…
My impending death is probably not the scariest… it the death of my beloved that scares me…