I would like to congratulate the movie Seven Pounds for encouraging me to remove my name from the organ donor list. I don't think I quite understood the movie. I've seen heart failure patients (isn't that what the woman had?)--and they would not be able to have an affair. They look really, really awful--especially right before a transplant. Hopefully, I'm remembering correctly.
In some ways, it was reminiscent of "Gift of the Magi," or some other sentimental piece. The short story was more believable and touching. Jellyfish in a bathtub? Am I remembering the movie correctly? Very strange and unbelievable ending. I still break out in a smile thinking about that ending.