A surprisingly sweet little film from director Clint Eastwood, Breezy is a bit too predictable and "cutesy," but still quite enjoyable. Jo Heims' screenplay has dated quite a bit; it was faux hip at the time and now frequently comes across as annoying, especially in its take on the title character. She's intended to be a free spirit, but Heims' dialogue is too forced. Fortunately, Kay Lenz's fine performance paves over many of the flaws in the writing, and her own personal charm helps to make the character seem more real than she actually is. Even better is William Holden, creating a shy, lonely man too bound by convention (and too insecure in himself) to go against the grain, even when it's in his own best interest. The two stars have an unusual and appealing chemistry, which also covers over some of the triter aspects of the writing, and Eastwood directs with sensitivity and style. Breezy is no classic, but it's pleasant and moving, the kind of film that leaves the viewer with a small, warm glow.