Sigh.
So, Nicholas Cage can really only play one role, from what I can tell. You can set him in Medieval times, make him a passionate 'scientist' or cut off his hand and throw him into the mix with Cher and he 's still playing essentially the same role.
Sometimes he's a little more angry, sometimes he's more passionate, but he's ever Nick Cage.
This time he was doing his thing accompanied by Ron Perlman, an actor I've always liked for his self-deprecating humor.
We have the Crusades to deal with, an epiphany for Cage when he has reached his tolerance for murdering in the name of the Church, a demonic possession eventually rectified when Cage wrestles the actual plague-inducing demon and ends up perforated by his own blades.
But this sacrifice was somehow necessary, as Perlman's character, essentially Cage's wingman/right hand man, also dies by the demon's hand, only he's turned to ash. Which looks like a crappy way to die, BTW.
And there's young love made possible by the exorcism which freed the beautiful young woman who's feeling particularly thankful to be alive, and whose appreciation (if we project a scene or two past the end of the movie) will be showered upon a young man is destined to become the next version of Cage's character who has stepped up, demonstrated bravery and was in fact benighted prior to the big final fight which means he'll always have a good job and who is clearly drawn to the young woman.
Happy endings are good. I like them. But I have to say in this case I'm not sad that Cage's character bought it. He needed to.
I give this a 3 on my 10 scale. I know, harsh, but really? The story has been told in many ways, most better than this one, unfortunately.
The movie cost around $40M to make, and has, to date, per IMdb only made $24M. Those are ugly numbers, but the truth is spoken there, I think...
So unless you're suffering from severe insomnia and this comes on (free) late night TV, don't burn a Netflix order on it.
Really.
So, Nicholas Cage can really only play one role, from what I can tell. You can set him in Medieval times, make him a passionate 'scientist' or cut off his hand and throw him into the mix with Cher and he 's still playing essentially the same role.
Sometimes he's a little more angry, sometimes he's more passionate, but he's ever Nick Cage.
This time he was doing his thing accompanied by Ron Perlman, an actor I've always liked for his self-deprecating humor.
We have the Crusades to deal with, an epiphany for Cage when he has reached his tolerance for murdering in the name of the Church, a demonic possession eventually rectified when Cage wrestles the actual plague-inducing demon and ends up perforated by his own blades.
But this sacrifice was somehow necessary, as Perlman's character, essentially Cage's wingman/right hand man, also dies by the demon's hand, only he's turned to ash. Which looks like a crappy way to die, BTW.
And there's young love made possible by the exorcism which freed the beautiful young woman who's feeling particularly thankful to be alive, and whose appreciation (if we project a scene or two past the end of the movie) will be showered upon a young man is destined to become the next version of Cage's character who has stepped up, demonstrated bravery and was in fact benighted prior to the big final fight which means he'll always have a good job and who is clearly drawn to the young woman.
Happy endings are good. I like them. But I have to say in this case I'm not sad that Cage's character bought it. He needed to.
I give this a 3 on my 10 scale. I know, harsh, but really? The story has been told in many ways, most better than this one, unfortunately.
The movie cost around $40M to make, and has, to date, per IMdb only made $24M. Those are ugly numbers, but the truth is spoken there, I think...
So unless you're suffering from severe insomnia and this comes on (free) late night TV, don't burn a Netflix order on it.
Really.
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