I promise. I DO have a heart.
But if there's anything worse than a Mitch Albom book, it's a Mitch Albom book set to music.
I didn't care for Tuesdays with Morrie
-I found it sappy, melodramatic and emotionally molesting. During a lapse in judgement I decided to give Mr. Albom another shot by listening to The Five People You Meet in Heaven
on CD while I was out and about running Christmas errands. I knew I was in trouble as soon as the countdown to the end of Eddie's life began. Each five minute increment was pronounced with a drumbeat and surge in the music: "Eddie's last half-hour" Buh dum. "Eddie's last fifteen minutes" Buh dum. "Eddie will be dead in thirty seconds" Buh dum.
When I wasn't rolling my eyes, I was laughing with contempt at the contrived relationships and the forced dialogue.
that Mr. Albom is trying to create a nice, feel-good way to encourage his audience to seize the day, to look for connections with the people in our lives, both close and distant. I appreciate his intentions, I really do. But his characters left me uninspired and his version of Heaven left me praying for a better reception for the time when I go towards the light.