There was a movie back in the 80’s or early 90’s, I believe it was called Bliss. It was an Australian movie, about a fellow who at one point was a busy workaholic kind of guy, but all that changed after he had a heart attack.
Surviving the heart attack, he spent time at home, recovering. There, he was able to really observe his family for the first time, and he became convinced that he may have actually died from the heart attack, and that he was now in hell. There was his unfaithful wife, his neo-nazi son, crack-whore daughter…
From there, things sort of went downhill for the unlucky protagonist. The film had its funny moments (I think it was supposed to be a comedy, actually) but mostly I would call it poignant.
However, Harry Joy did get to die happy in the end.
And we all learned some important things about honey.