I caught Crazy Heart over the weekend. It's a decent movie starring Jeff Bridges about a fading country music star. The big problem was that I saw it last year when it was about a fading wrestler and starred Mickey Rourke. A fantastically unbelievable quirk in The Wrestler/Crazy Heart involved the aging, chemically dependent, down-on-his-luck wrestler/country music singer hooking up with Marisa Tomei/Maggie Gyllenhaal. Rourke and Tomei have a mere 12 years separating them, so the on-screen relationship is plausible. But Bridges was born in the forties and Gyllenhaal in the seventies. Their relationship, for reasons of age and beauty and stench, makes sense only if you are living in an older man's fantasy. As coincidence would have it, I came upon, via Instapundit, "Movie Couples Who Flunked Chemistry 101." The list doesn't include The Wrestler/Crazy Heart, but it gets ill-cast cinematic romances more or less right. Michael Douglas and Gwynneth Paltrow seemed oddly cast in "A Perfect Murder" to me too, but then again Michael Douglas seems oddly cast with Catherine Zeta Jones in real life. There's actually a movie out exploring this phenomenon. It's called "She's Out of My League." Alas, I have decided that I am out of it's league and will not be watching.

I clicked on that Marisa Tomei link and it came up with a pic of Mickey Rourke. Scared the crap out of me!

You know, it's one thing to go through life, age and lose a little off your fast ball, but do I really want to watch movies about it? Nope.

I don't have a huge problem with the first point. Does the fact that Star Wars has almost the same beat structure as The Fellowship of the Ring, make either less good?

Gyllenhall is kinda ugly. She wasn't good enough for Batman, but she's good enough for an old fogey.

Gyllenhall is ugly, hideous in fact.