Welcome, Nick Cage followers. It's me, THE Nicolas Cage.
I know, I know. This site is long past due. Fans have been coming up to me for years and telling me things like, "You were great in Con-Air!" or "You were okay in The Rock!" or "I just watched Guarding Tess on TBS! You owe me two hours of my life, Cage!". Normally I just give these die-hard fans a condescending smirk and have my bodyguard shoo them away with a cattle prod to the throat, but about a week ago a fan gave me a great idea. This fan drove past me, threw a coffee straight at my face (clearly a fan of me in The Weatherman), and yelled, "Hey Cage! You look like Gene Siskel after he got all dead and bloated." That's when it hit me. I should review movies!
A True Moment of Inspiration
Money in the Bank, Bitch!
I guess I could be coming off as a snob. I mean, c'mon, I'm Nick Cage. What do you expect? It's Hollywood, baby! I don't even bother reading the scripts anymore. Hell, I don't even read contracts, but if I see another 7-figure number go into my bank account, I'll sign anything. Ghostrider 2 for 16 million? Fuck yeah, Why not? Where do I sign for that bitch!? 16 million may seem high, but where else will you get acting like this? (In case you've been living under a rock, these are clips from my 2006 smash hit The Wicker Man about which one critic said "The plot is nonsensical but the cast (a.k.a. me!) and setting is worth a look")

1 comment:
Nick,
I just viewed "8mm".
It was a disturbing expose of violence/decadence.
Porn is rarely questioned.
Decadence has stubbornly followed Hollywood. The book, 'Hollywood Babylon' is a profile of this
veiled underside.
The cradle days of Hollywood and its elusive past might make a decent movie.
It recalls "Satyricon"
by Petronius, the classic Roman satirist. Fellini did a bold production of "Satyricon" which was popular in the 60's. Decadence and social turbulence were proliferant then.
Let me know if you would like some research material for a Hollywood/Babylon proto-script. I am a free-lance writer, without screen experience, yet.
Your uncle [Martin] deeply
admired Fellini, I understand.
Best,
Brant
ps. My dad was a career-editor. He would smuggle me into Paramount
as a tiny child. I remember the numerous sound stages, which were laden with nostalgia. I can begin to imagine what transpired on that lot throughout the heralded 'Golden Age.'
email- brantcloyd@yahoo.com
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