One Last Thing... (2006)

good film but with many flaws

A bit overrated, but still an amazing film

It's funny, it's tense, it features two great performances from two actors and the director expertly creates a web of odd tension where you actually don't know what is happening for the majority of the run time.

Excellent and certainly provocative... If nothing else, the film is a real conversation starter.

I wanted to rate it higher, but I found it rather average as cancer kid movies go. The movie is actually an exploration of the meaning of life and death and how it affects both the dying and ones left behind.I felt that, as the two wacky friends of the dying kid used him a little as a macabre joy ride, so the writer of the film took the tragedy of death and twisted it to fit his message on life. The result was a benign slightly dream like experience that kind of conflicts with reality. As in superhero movies, too many coincidences led to the desired result; any one missing and it would have all been a sad and depressing experience.And what is with the funeral home people trying to erase the smile of dead people? Isn't it better to go out happy?Bottom line: a mild drama, played well, directed OK, a bit over melodramatic and a bit to fantastic in some places, but hey... it's a drama.

As a made for TV movie, I would rate this an 8, but it ain't (made for TV) that is. I rented this, against my better judgment, based on a review from a credible newspaper reviewer. Normally, I would steer clear of cliché-d based features like this one, but decided to give it a chance, in the hope it would overcome its flimsy premise. Unfortunately, the writing lacked creativity and integrity, leaving the actors to do their best with some TV-quality material. The acting is fine, although I continue to fail to see any range in Cynthia Nixon. How any mature actor can fail to credibly portray a deep relationship with a dying child is beyond me. Her role is not helped by an unbelievable and shallow "relationship" with the football star/male model character. Watchable, but nothing more.

This film dealt with issues that people must face when fate deals a tragic illness to someone we love. It avoids mawkish sentimentality, focusing rather in presenting acceptance of inevitable loss through the warm support of family and friends. The teenage actors were very believable and delightful, skillfully handling roles that brought humor to the film. The young star was especially likable and other teens would find him easy to identify with.The writing showed insight into how difficult it is to "lighten up" when confronted with death. And if viewed as a tragi-comedy, in a kind of make believe world, the film can be viewed more lightly, as it was meant to be.

It's a nice idea to take the standard cliché-driven movie concept of a dying boy's last wish and turn it on its head into something emotionally resonant and blackly humorous. But unfortunately, something goes awry in this oddly dissatisfying 2006 movie. The major problem is that director Alex Steyermark and screenwriter Barry Stringfellow never find a consistent tone to their story as it uneasily blends elements of "Terms of Endearment", "Ferris Bueller's Day Off" and "Six Feet Under" into an unappetizing concoction. That's a shame since a cast of solid actors has been recruited by agents I'm sure were convinced of the film's appeal.The plot focuses on an incurably ill sixteen-year old named Dylan Jameison living with his widowed mother Karen in a Philadelphia suburb. Granted a last request by a "Make a Wish"-type foundation, he goes for the more socially acceptable wish of taking a fishing trip with his favorite football player, Jason O'Malley, but he reveals during the media event that his real wish is to spend a weekend alone with supermodel, Nikki Sinclair. As it turns out, Nikki is on a nihilistic, drug-addled and alcohol-soaked slide and badly in need of a PR makeover, so her savvy agent takes advantage of the situation and turns it into a photo opportunity. An off-the-cuff comment encourages Dylan, now a media darling, to visit Nikki in New York, and the rest of the story, as you can guess, takes care of itself.Not just focusing on Dylan and his buddies, the narrative also tracks Nikki's buried past and the reasons behind her current diva behavior, as well as Karen's burgeoning relationship with Jason. Instead of adding texture to the story, these story threads feel extraneous and compound the plot contrivances. What's more, Dylan's two buddies, Ricky and Slap, are so interchangeable in look and hormone-driven behavior that they become tiresome quickly, and it is basically left to Michael Angarano to hold the movie on his shoulders.Luckily, Angarano is winning as Dylan. Most familiar to me as Jack's level-headed, biological son Elliot on "Will & Grace", he latches onto the heart of the character without getting either cloying or manipulative about his mortality. Sunny Mabrey does what she can as Nikki, but her character arc feels elliptical and disjointed. As Dylan's mother, Cynthia Nixon effortlessly finds her maternal instinct here, a role quite similar to the one she played in "Little Manhattan". Her well-honed skills at camaraderie, developed over the years on "Sex in the City", are what make her scenes with Angarano work well. Sadly though, Stringfellow shoves her character into a ridiculously conceived romance.For an indie film, there are a surprising number of high profile people in smaller roles - an uncredited Ethan Hawke in flashbacks and dream sequences as Dylan's father; the welcome Gina Gershon as Nikki's agent; Brian Stokes Mitchell, Broadway's favorite troubadour, as Dylan's caring doctor; hip-hop maestro Wyclef Jean as a mystical cab driver; and Michael Rispoli (also uncredited) as an urban savior heavy into mysticism. But none of them are helped by the distracting clash between the sentimental and the raucous that the filmmakers seem intent upon forcing on the actors.Released less than three weeks after its theatrical release (an arguable marketing tactic), the DVD contains a thoughtful commentary track from Steyermark, which is frankly better than listening to the film's misbegotten dialogue; a worthless series of outtakes; and the trailer which frankly says enough about the film if you want to avoid it entirely. There is a half-hour featurette of the film, mainly interviews with Steyermark and the principals, moderated by smug, self-absorbed film critic Robert Wilonsky as part of his "HDNet Higher Definition" series.