One Last Thing (2005)
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The Deets
Rating: R
Concerns: Some Drug Use, Sexual Content, Language
Runtime: 1h 36m
Genre: Comedy, Drama
Original Language: English
Release Date (US Theaters): May 5, 2006
Main Cast
Michael Angarano as Dylan Jameison
Cynthia Nixon as Carol Jameison
Sunny Mabrey as Nikki Sinclaire
Gina Gershon as Arlene
Johnny Messner as Jason O’Malley
Production & Crew
Distributor: Magnolia Pictures
Production Co: HDNet
Director(s): Alex Steyermark
Producer(s): Joana Vicente, Jason Kliot, Susan A. Stover
Writer(s): Barry Stringfellow
Cinematography: Sam Levy
Music: Anton Sanko
Editor: Michael Berenbaum
Hair/Makeup Lead: Suzana Neziri (hair), Marjorie Durand (makeup)
Costumes: Jill Newell
Initial Thoughts
It’s the quiet stories with decent characters who live somewhat normal lives that get the worst ratings. But these sleepers are the ones with stories that make you feel alive. Dylan is a nice kid in a bad situation, and it’s anyone’s guess which tumor is going to burst first and bring his demise. His mom is already widowed, and she’s about to lose the second love of her life. A make-a-wish kind of foundation sets Dylan up with the ultimate last wish — fishing with his childhood hero, an NFL star — Dylan surprises everyone by saying his actual wish is a weekend alone with the sexy-hot Nikki Sinclair. It’s no spoiler that the movie ends with Dylan in a casket, and we’re being blunt here because Dylan was always blunt about his future. At the end of the movie, you feel like you’ve lost a friend, too.
Memorable Quotes
Nikki: If you were ten years older.
Dylan: I’d be dead.
Dylan: Mom. Mom, let me go.
Dylan: Pop. How do I know that this isn’t a dream?
Father: You don’t, and you never will.