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Well, i love this movie, i spent twice the money the dvd costs in rentals to see it over and over before i finaly decided to get my own copy. I dont think there is better value you can get for your bucks.

The plo of movie is well known and the performace of the trio nicholson, hunt, kinnear is just fabulous. The DVD is quite old so it doesnt feature much extras, there is the commentary and thats what you get. I really recommend this movie to anyone looking for good commedy when you may laugh and cry at the same moment. Best viewed with a loved person, especialy when you are same type as mr. udall :)

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I realize I'm WAY behind the eight-ball on this one, waiting some eight years before viewing "As Good As It Gets". Now finally having done so, I have to wonder what all the fuss was about. It isn't a bad movie if you've ignored the hype and don't have raised expectations, but I don't see it as "Oscar"-worthy material. The story is rather bizarre, involving a recalcitrant writer/OCD sufferer, a waitress with a chronically ill son, and a down-on-his-luck artist and his dog. All of these characters have major issues, making the plot a bit too oppressive for much comic relief. Most of that was provided by Nicholson's character's expressions when confronted by the Helen Hunt character on a tear. She became more of a pitbull than he was; as his behavior improved, we were treated to more of her tempermental instability. I'm surprised that other viewers haven't much mentioned this. Mr. Udall (Nicholson) was indeed a brave soul for putting on a necktie and pursuing her. Never mind how the artist and his dog fit into the story; it's too convoluted to explain here. If you can spare 3 or 4 hours (well, it seemed that long), see the movie yourself. OOPS, never mind; you probably already have.

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I'm about as big a fan of Jack Nicholson as anyone, but I hated this movie. It bored me to tears. About halfway through it I was ready to get up and leave... something I've never done in a Nicholson film. Why? Because although the movie started out well enough, appearing to be an anti-pc flick with Jack well-cast as a misanthropic writer, it ended up being the ultimate pc, feel-good yawn-inducing, borefest. Oh my, a certifiable nasty person being turned around by a wonderful woman (with the typical kid who is crippled). Gee, what a novel concept...NOT!!! Face it, Helen Hunt can't act her way out of a paper bag. The movie was created by all the liberal pc crowd who know that anti-gay people just need a little loving to become socially acceptable. For a different story, how about Helen Hunt as a psychotic ax-murderer who fools people into believing what a wonderful person she is. Greg Kinnear as an obnoxious, gay movie reviewer ala Rex Reed. Jack Nicholson as the misanthrope who finds out that Hunt is a serial-killer and exposes her although he still remains a misanthrope. Now that would have been interesting.

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