We saw "Crazy Heart" last night. What a disappointment. We went because Jeff Bridges won the Academy Award for acting and I have to admit he was good. But I don't think he was better than Colin Firth in "A Single Man" and I don't think the movie told us anything new about people . Maybe I've seen too many movies, but it was been there, done that and seen it better.
I don't know how long the movie was but it was at least one and a half hours of watching him booze, throw up, drool, sweat and smoke. I didn't believe the love story for one minute. What woman - other than maybe an alcoholic - would want to make love to and with someone so smelly, dirty and drunk. The young and pretty love interest didn't come across as a "groupie" fan, someone enamoured of his "fame" nor did she seem like someone who would put herself and her child into a situation the put them in jeopardy and every moment around someone like the main character was dangerous. She even says that at one point.
The "happy ending" of his recovery was just thrown in at the end and the likelihood of it's success was dubious. For Pete's sake, his best friend - a recovered alcoholic - runs a bar. And our lead character admits to "being drunk all my life" - well, that's no recommendation for a quick and permanent recovery - and no sign of insight on his part.
It could have been better. I'm not a writer or director, but there were depths unplumbed, and
character development left to the imagination - if at all. It was all "country music" acted out.
That said, I did like some of the music - but not enough to buy the record.
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