I attribute his versatility and range to his nouveau shamanic acting method.
Anyway, I saw Ghost Rider over the weekend, and while it didn’t rise to the level of so bad it’s good as the first Ghost Rider did (this one was more so bad it’s okay, but that’s still better than so bad it’s terrible), it was still entertaining.
And most of the entertainment is from Nic Cage just throwing himself into the part; he tends to act completely crazy, but somehow it works. Maybe it’s the shamanic influences. Maybe he got his Oscar and just quit caring and decided if he was going to get paid for playing pretend, he would really throw himself into it.
Ghost Rider: Spirit of Vengeance was probably not worth seeing in theaters, but if you can get past its mediocrity, you’ll have a good time.
Henry Fonda was a better devil, and Sam Elliott was a better narrator.