Films For Thought

In revisiting this film, I came to recognize that, wow, it's been nearly a decade since I first saw it theaters. God, I feel old. I mean, not as old as Jeff Bridges, but man do the years go by. But getting serious now, what I find most fascinating about Crazy Heart is that it doesn't seem like a film that is talked about much these days, or at all, which is an interesting parallel with the whole idea of the film. It's not necessarily a new story.  We've all seen the old tale of the struggling artist whose glory days are far past them to the point that they're not only struggling to get by, but they're struggling just to move forward with the very creativity that helped life flow through them. In the case of country music star, Bad Blake, he's an alcoholic, and he drinks heavily. No surprise, and to a great extent of not only blocking out the pain old wounds have left him with but also to the extent of dealing with the agony that comes with the act of creation itself.  I don't think of Crazy Heart