In a cluttered Koreatown office, Mike Rugnetta and Andrew Kornhaber huddled around an iMac and giggled over an obviously Photoshopped image of Michel Foucault in a baking apron. In the image, Foucault’s head was twice as large as it ought to have been, sitting atop a female body wearing high heels. Beside Foucault was an oven dubbed “history” from which sprung a loaf of bread labeled “truth.” The image was supposed to convey the postmodernist idea that time can “bake” any erroneous idea into historical fact. But mostly Messrs. Rugnetta and Kornhaber were laughing at an old Frenchman’s oversize head on a woman’s body.
There are a few reasons to be excited about The Frozen Ground, Scott Walker’s unfocused and ultimately disappointing debut feature, and they are Nicolas Cage, John Cusack and 50 Cent.
The film, which takes place in and around Anchorage, Alaska, in 1983, makes some amusing casting choices. It stars Mr. Cage as a morally upright state trooper named Jack Halcombe. Just two weeks before he’s set to leave the police force for a job with an oil company, he gets hung up on catching a serial killer, Robert Hansen (a stolid Mr. Cusack), who for years has been raping and murdering young women and then burying their bodies in the wilderness. Mr. Cent is also here in a relatively minor role as a loser pimp named Clate Johnson, and Vanessa Hudgens plays a 17-year-old prostitute who manages to escape Hansen’s abduction early in the film; she’s the only person who can testify against him.
So there you have it: the basic plot and actors that make this movie enticing. But viewers looking for a gritty crime drama or—based on the potent combination of Mr. Cage and Mr. Cent—a kind of parody will not find either here. The Frozen Ground takes itself too seriously for that.
Nicolas Cage might sleepwalk through much of his career, but if you think he can’t act, take another look at his staggering work in Leaving Las Vegas, or catch up with his cathartic, above-average performance in the new urban crime thriller Seeking Justice. It’s a welcome surprise.
Directed by New Zealand’s king of pain Roger Donaldson, it begins with an SUV pushed off the roof of a New Orleans parking garage in the middle of Mardi Gras. Nobody gets hurt except the driver, thus setting the scene for a formulaic explosion of mayhem and silliness. But brace yourself. What follows is a roller coaster ride, off the beaten track and dashed with detours, and unexpectedly plausible.
If you haven’t been keeping track of the topsy-turvy adventure that is the Nicolas Cage promotional tour for Ghost Rider: Spirit of Vengeance, then you aren’t maximizing this Friday to its fullest WTF potential.
From finally confronting those rumors that he’s a vampire (“It’s possible”) to comparing his skills with that of Led Zeppelin, to saying that he’s definitely not a vampire, take 10 minutes and remind yourself why Cagemania was the original Linsanity.
How many ways can a film go wrong? Too many to list, and Trespass finds them all. This pointless, unintentionally campy home-invasion thriller, directed by Joel Schumacher, is as bad as it gets, and as one dumb red herring follows another, it just gets sillier and sillier. By the end, the audience at the screening I attended was roaring with laughter.
The Wall Street Journal reports today that very important Wall Street people in very big American mansions are having very big foreclosure woes. “Houses with loans of $5 million or more will likely see a sharp rise in foreclosures this year,” says the paper. In February, for example, there were 352 houses in Read More
It might be just days before Thanksgiving (and, btw, when did that happen?), but if you head to a movie theater this weekend, don’t be surprised if it feels a little bit like summertime. The box office is littered with big-ticket effects films (the second weekend of 2012), the return of a beloved franchise (New Read More
A couple of years ago, Jordan Osher spotted Kanye West in SoHo, chomping on a hotdog and spilling mustard on his shirt. Naturally, he took a picture.
“You get a photo of it and, what do you do with it?” Mr. Osher asked The Observer. Well, put it on the Internet, of course! “The average Read More
We’re not sure we’d go as far as New York magazine did earlier this week when they proclaimed Nicolas Cage “America’s Sweetheart,” but the man certainly has quite a following. What other way is there to explain the success of Knowing? The apocalyptic science-fiction film—we won’t spoil it for you, but if Read More
Nicolas Cage will produce a feature documentary based on Police guitarist Andy Summers’ autobiography One Train Later, according to The Hollywood Reporter. Lauren Lazin ("Tupac: Resurrection") is in negotiations to direct. Summers is in talks to narrate and would tell the Police story from his perspective, in the style of director Morgen’s Bob Read More