Not only is this one of Jim Carrey's best films, it's pure Frank Capra/Jimmy Stewart, and in a modern, cynical world, it's not easy to pull that off. The setting is the post-WW2 McCarthy Era, and Carrey is a young film writer who's about to be indicted for Communist activities even though he's only guilty of attending a "food-not-war" party while pursuing a girl during his college years. Distraught over what he knows will be the death of his burgeoning career, he drives up the California coast while contemplating his unfair fate, and is involved in an accident which leaves him with amnesia, embraced by the people in a small town that lost many of its young men to the war. Carrey resembles a local war hero, who's been MIA for nine years; or perhaps the townspeople just want to believe he's survived, and adopt this stranger into their lives and hearts. The long gone son of the man who owned the now-closed Majestic cinema also comes with a gorgeous girlfriend with whom Carrey becomes involved, but it's all sweet, never perverse. Carrey never really believes he's who the locals think he is, but he goes along with it because he brings such joy to everyone around him. The rebuilding of the theater is pure Capra and somehow manages not to be corny, as does the "Mr. Smith Goes to Washington" ending. Maybe it's because I'm a film buff and fascinated by the heroism of WW2, but I love this movie, can't recommend it enough. It seems a kicked-under-the-carpet sleeper for Carrey, and it's a pity; it's one of his best, most heart-felt performances and may enable you to forgive him for talking through his butt.