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This performance reminds us that Bridges is that rare actor who has never had to make that apology. Crazy Heart lets him be every bit as grand as we'd hope him to be.
The movie belongs entirely to Bridges, who won the Golden Globe for best actor in a drama. His inimitable Jeff-isms have never been more endearing - the sloppy gait, the whiskey glass balanced on his chest, his general air of discombobulation.
When a movie offers you a couple of hours with a drunk, he better be a charmer. And even then, it's a gamble; we've all known charming drunks, but a little can go a long way. Fortunately for Crazy Heart, it has Jeff Bridges, who brings enough charm and ve
In a musical genre where emotional authenticity is essential, Bridges is a great enough actor to make us believe these songs could be his own.
It's a bit too easy, a bit too familiar, and maybe even a bit too much fun. But the easy magic Bridges brings to the screen makes it all work.
Some goodwill evaporates in the final reel, when a few false endings lead to a choice that's not the best one for Crazy Heart, but the generosity of Bridge's performance puts us in a forgiving mood.
Bridges' worn down country singer is as well realized as any character he's ever done. It may take a while to get going, and to develop, and to wrap up, but there's enough meat to make Crazy Heart worthwhile, even if it is made to last a while.
Played by a gracefully aging Jeff Bridges, Bad is an older, greasier and groggier version of The Dude
Cooper is so afraid of being bold and baring some soul, he achieves little more than the anachronistic, cookie-cutter blues that his lead character spent a lifetime trying to avoid.
Quizás el tratamiento del asunto es previsible y hasta cierto punto rutinario, pero la película denota una calidez y un cariño hacia sus personajes que es casi imposible que no se contagie al espectador.
Barry Markowitz's camerawork at times captures the hazy heat of the American southwest, giving it a sepia-toned warmth, while this grainy wash gives Blake's late-night bender scenes a green-about-the-gills feel.
Formidable acting talent aside, this is routine self-destruction-and-recovery TV movie material.
Don't expect greatness from the man named Bad
Jeff Bridges finally won his Oscar for Crazy Heart and it was well-earned indeed.
A solid (if unremarkable) script presented in a straightforward, restrained manner but enlivened by naturalistic, honest acting, Crazy Heart is more than the sum of its parts.
Bridges perfects that wasted hayseed persona growl here and in Open Road this year. But oh, how Jeff and Maggie get those erotic, flirty sparks to fly between them, anyway.
It isn't perfect and it isn't wholly original in terms of narrative, but the film has a warm heart and a depth of performance that makes it deserving of recommendation.
If not for the performance of Jeff Bridges, this tedious flick wouldn't be nearly as involving.
The simple story of a Merle Haggard-type has been who falls in love with a younger reporter is aided greatly by excellent songs and dazzling performances by Jeff Bridges and Colin Farrell.
Bridges raises the bar (har-har) for being shafaced onscreen, stumbling and vomiting his way to the stage in podunk clubs..."
...an aggressively uneven piece of work that would hardly be worth mentioning were it not for the efforts of Bridges and his stellar cast mates...
[Bridges] fully inhabits Blake, slowly revealing the bone-weariness of this singer's extended road trips and even more extended drinking binges.
As he comes to face consequences of this recklessness, Bad sees that his badness - his success and also the limits on it - are also shaped by the business he's in.
Tem a sorte de trazer um Jeff Bridges mais do que inspirado em seu centro -- caso contrário, poderia perfeitamente ter se tornado uma produção mais apropriada para a televisão.
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