Amy Adams is a fantastic actress -- she's got two Academy Award nominations to "prove" it. But the cinematic creations that led her to earn the most important adjective in the movie trailer business ("starring Oscar Nominee so-and-so") pale in comparison to her latest performance in "The Fighter."
As Charlene, eventual girlfriend to Mark Wahlberg's Mickey Ward, Amy fills the room with a raw yet damaged quality, akin to a frayed wire that randomly spurts out jolts of electricity. There's a weariness to her performance that never feels sleepy -- particularly in the scenes when Charlene's worth is called into question -- and it's a joy watching Amy reveal an entirely new layer in her repertoire.
She has completely eradicated every single trace of the pep and perk that her characters are so often infused with. Even "Doubt's" Sister James conveyed this sprightly quality.
In a film filled with heavyweights (Christian Bale, Melissa Leo and Erica McDermott's hair), Amy not only holds her own, but delivers some of the movie's most memorable moments. Particularly in this, one of my favorite scenes:
"The Fighter" is now playing