As Good As It Gets

At last I can appreciate all the fuss about Jack Nicholson. Until now the films I’ve seen with Mr Nicholson have scarcely justified his reputation. But ‘As Good As It Gets’ pretty much was. Well worth the time.

At one point the obsessive compulsive Nicholson desperately comments to his gay neighbour ‘I’m drowning here and you’re describing the water.’

I couldn’t help thinking that, as Christians, much of our well intentioned efforts to engage with the world could be construed similarly. We’re often far better at diagnosing the problem than administering the cure.