The
title implies that the main character, Adam (Gordon-Levitt) has a 50% chance of
dying from the cancer he's diagnosed with. That means the movie will go either
way where he's either going to live or die. However, the movie never focuses on
the fact on whether he lives or not. I could care less on which ending they
would use. 50/50 is a comedy that
uplifts itself from its comedic backdrop and turns it into a heartbreaking
drama about friendship and family.
So
far, this movie is possibly the best movie that uses cancer as its main topic,
and because cancer is a serious topic, someone decided to use it as an
opportunity to put it into a comedy. However, the jokes used in this movie are
not so much foul or in bad taste as it would if a horrible raunchy comedy
writer/director worked on it. Like the witty humor in Juno, this movie aims to reach for that same goal by using cancer
and turning it into a witty comedy with witty dialogue. The fact of the matter
is, if I can laugh at something that’s serious and frowned upon if laughed at,
then the movie has done its dutiful job.
The
movie starts with a relatively young and healthy individual who complained of
simple back pains. After the reports from the doctor, Adam is diagnosed with
spinal cancer and looks it up to find that the Chemotherapy has 50% chance of
success. However, when he tells his friend, his girlfriend, and his family,
their lives start to change.
Cancer
is more of a calling of life before it ends. It's an ailment that cries out
"seize the day" where patients will get to finally do what they want
to do. This movie tells a bigger truth about cancer, and it shows from the
writer, Will Reiser, who survived his encounter and passes his experience on to
this movie. In this movie, we see depression, anguish, a huge sense of denial,
a great deal of internal pain that's impossible to release until the day of the
operation. Because of this, I respect this movie and shun away most other
movies that uses cancer as a clichéd plot device or to all of a sudden, create
sympathy towards a character.
During
his Chemotherapy, he sits next to two old cancer patients, Alan and Mitch, who
are surprised at Adam's young age. They call it waste that he's got a whole
life ahead of him and that it could be cut short at any moment. The
conversations that they have are not usually not cancer or death related.
Instead, they mostly talk about pot. Because this is somewhat labeled as a
slacker comedy, the movie has to add pot into the equation.
More
importantly, Adam learns about what it truly feels to live life like it's about
to end any moment. He learns to be more in touch with his mother, he takes care
of his dog named Skeletor, even though he hated him at first, and he finally
does what he truly wanted with his girlfriend and her painting. He learns about
true friendship even if Kyle can be annoying at times.
The
last moments of the movie were a true pleasure to watch for I nearly cried when
we see everything leading up to whether Adam lives or not. We all want him to
live, but it's 50/50. We can't choose on whether it's a boy or a girl. All we
can do is waiting, like all of the characters.
There
are some fun moments where Kyle does try to persuade Adam to use his cancer to
pick up chicks, to which Adam replies, “I look like Voldemort.” They even threw
in a Patrick Swayze joke in there even though it felt too soon.
This
movie seems to have the star cast. Joseph Gordon-Levitt makes a strong
performance with the dilemma he's given Anna Kendrick as the amateur doctor
gives the movie a warm feel as she tries to connect with Adam with just a
single physical connection through touching Adam. Adam's mother, played by
Anjelica Huston, does a great job as a loving overly concerned mother. However,
I give my kudos to Seth Rogen as Adam's best friend. Although at times he'll
act like the normal Seth Rogen we've seen in all of his other comedies, Seth's
performance shows that there is more to him than just comedy. There is
something in this movie that shows that he's not just a type cast.
This
movie is possibly the best movie about cancer, trumping that of Terms of Endearment. It’s a movie that
handled its material with delicate care, making this possibly one of the
funniest and saddest movie of the year. I’ve read in an article that happiness
has a combating chance of prolonging one’s death from cancer, as if it was
psychosomatic. After all, smile is the best medicine.
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