I saw this movie back in November. I didn't know it was that long ago, but I liked it. Not sure if it was because the movie turned out a little better than I thought, or if it was because I've been recently on the tail-end of a 25 or 30 year friendship with an older brother, who ghosted me, and I went to this movie for a little therapy. He was a friend of my uncle's. We all worked together, and he gravitated towards me when my uncle got real sick. Then again, I think he gravitated towards me because his wife of 20 years was throwing him out, and filing for a divorce, and he wounded up needing a place to stay, which wounded up being with me for a year.
Of course this movie was much more dramatic, and I would have never kept talking to a buddy who clearly told me he didn't want to be my friend anymore. But then again, when you're stuck on some small island, with only a handful of inhabitants, and you have to keep seeing this friend, then I guess that can mess with your mind a little. However this older friend of mine was very sick, and suffered a stroke. You'd think that's when you need your closest friends. I do live out of town by the way, for like 16 years at that. But we kept in touch. What makes it so bad was, this happened to me during the same year by another close friend, who was even closer to me than this one at one time. We all use to worked together on the same job many years ago. In fact I became friends with this brother first. But those two never hung out. He also got sick, and suffered a stroke, along with other serious health issues, and wounded up losing everything, after being forced on disability.
Tbh, based on what I already knew about these two cats, I don't think either of them ghosted me just because they were sick. They were always a little envious, and wounded up without much. The first one I mentioned never had much to began with. Anyway, this was a wrong way to be, and I'm glad I never did that to any close friend just because their presents began to make me feel like a loser.
Both of these cats were older than me. The first one I mentioned was 8 1/2 years older, and the second one had me by 2 1/2 years. And both of them initiated the friendship. One lesson I learned from this is to be a little more leery of having friends too much older, especially when they initiate the friendship. Luckily, these weren't my only two friends.
