Okay, so Hal gets the power to see every person’s inner beauty, without having to invest the time and emotional risk of getting to know that person – and this is supposed to be a curse?!
(Well, it was administered by Tony Robbins, but still.)
Do you have any idea how much I’d like to have that power myself? I could just look at a roomful of people and instantly know which ones would make good friends, and more importantly, which one would make the best mate. I would never have to worry about winding up with an icky date again. My chances of finding someone who was interested in me would probably go way up, too. (Of course, I’d want to have some kind of switch I could flip to turn this power on and off – I don’t want to look at a photograph or a mirror reflection of someone I’ve been dating for three weeks and have to ask somebody else, “Who is this a picture of?”.)
Oh – and at the end, was that really just Gwyneth Paltrow in a “fat woman suit”? I wanted to see the real actress who played her body-double, not Gwyneth with a fake extra chin.