You can’t quit. I’ll make your life a living hell.
– It already is.
Call me a weirdo, but I seem to be ‘obsessed’ in any death related story. All I know is because of that’s part of life.
Being able to see and communicate (say, talk directly) with dead people is more like curse than gift. At least that’s what Bertram Pincus (Ricky Gervais), an eccentric dentist, thinks. He chose this profession since he doesn’t have to talk too much or hear others too much. The patients rest their jaws, and the dentist rests his ears. “We’re all winners,” he said. Bertram calls himself ‘a private man’.
But a dentist too can get health problem. Bertram has to go through a surgery and after that, sees strange things other people cannot, makes him go back to doctor for having several hallucinations. It turned out that during surgery, he died for a few seconds. That changed his life forever.
Doctors, don’t blame this movie producer and creative team, including the scriptwriter, for making me think more than twice to go to hospital. Or see doctors.
Bertram should help a dead man (Greg Kinnear) to solve something with his widow, a beautiful archeologist (CMIIW) named Gwen (Tea Leoni). This woman happened to be the dentist neighbor, who of course was one of many persons being ignored no matter how warm and friendly. Surely love sparks here, though Bertram knows from beginning that Gwen has a fiance. A man that his late husband, Frank, doesn’t really like.
The romance goes on smartly, if I may say. Like two mature close friends, jokes, laughs, sharing each other pasts, and I just love those memorable dialogues. Even the way Bertram’s associate, the Indian dentist, responds to his strange request and Ricky Gervais (or Bertram, specifically) English accent. Lovely.
Dr. Pincus, at some point in your life, you’re gonna have to stop and ask yourself the ultimate question.
The most fascinating message (hopefully I won’t forget that) of this movie: ghosts think that they haunt because of their unfinished business, but actually it’s the living people (their loved ones, family and friends) make them do. For being unable to let go and move on.
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