Playing opposite Paltrow's 300-pound Rosemary is Jack Black, a spastic jack-in-the-box who can create comedy no matter how bad the underlying material is (see High Fidelity, Saving Silverman). Shallow Hal is no exception, and in his first starring role, Black manages to carry the film all by his lonesome, despite the most threadbare of plots. Case in point: In a freak elevator encounter, motivational speaker Tony Robbins (as himself) puts a little mind-meld on Hal (Black) in order to force him to stop evaluating women just by their external appearance; instead he will see only their "inner beauty." As expected, the ugly girls suddenly all appear as supermodels to Hal, the aloof beauties appear as hags.
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