Crazy Heart tells the story of an alcoholic, washed up country singer who is inspired to try for one last chance at redemption.  In the lead role, Jeff Bridges comes off as more than believable in the lead role of the singer whose real name we only hear briefly in the third act.  As me and my friend joked on the way out, you almost forget that he’s the son of a Hollywood legend in his own right (and not somebody who grew up in Texas or Oklahoma).  Almost.  As far as Maggie Gyllenhall goes, this is the perfect type of role for her.  I was pleasantly surprised to find out when I got home that she’s also nominated for her performance in this movie.  Well deserved.

As far as the film itself, it takes me back to the 70s in terms of the style of filmmaking.  A first time writer and director probably helps; I couldn’t help but smile to see Robert Duvall prominently involved, both in a supporting role in the film, as well as being one of the producers.  There’s another star in this movie who’s not advertised in the promos; he’s a good actor but feels miscast in this film; I won’t ruin it for you if you haven’t seen it.  Like Duvall, he also only appears in a few scenes.  But this is Bridges’ movie.   He won the Golden Globe for his performance; if he takes home the Oscar too, it won’t be surprising.