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Our first Cage Match takes flight with a 90’s heavyweight: the over-the-top action flick “Con Air” and the Southern charms of Nicolas Cage.

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ABOUT THIS SERIES (CLICK TO EXPAND)
Kelly and Stephanie go head-to-head to debate the merits of EVERY SINGLE MOVIE in the vast repertoire of Nicolas Cage. Each week, we let the random number generator pick a film from a catalog of more than 100 Cage vehicles — ranging from the bloody brilliant to the brutally bad to the so-bad-it-becomes-brilliant insanity of Nic at his Cagiest. We’ll share our overall impressions of each film and rank the Cage factor on a scale of Rat in the Cage (totally avoidable) to Cautious Cage (non-essential but maybe worth watching) to Cage Fighter (absolutely essential viewing). 

IN THIS CORNER: KELLY MINTZER

The Lowdown 

Con Air. Oh boy, was this movie dumb. I want to preface anything and everything I have to say by acknowledging that a LOT of people love this movie… hard. Intensely. My partner, who is the smartest, kindest, most insightful person I know, described it as “an excellent movie” (there may have been some irony, but I think, overwhelmingly, they were being sincere). So look. I get it. I’m taking a controversial stance here. But I did not care for this movie.

I’m on board with the initial premise, though I’m not entirely convinced that a judge would sentence a guy to that much jail for the act of not getting killed. We’ll allow it. However, it is awfully easy for the cons to take over the plane. Whatever, I’ll suspend my disbelief in the name of Bruckheimer’s nonsense. My general antipathy to the movie can be credited to two major factors: one, it’s pretty damn bigoted, and two, there’s just too many ticking clocks.

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Let’s get into the bigotry first. No, I’m not trying to cancel the movie (is that even an actual possibility?), and I’m all for people enjoying it. But yikes. It’s pretty racist. And not in a clever “the prison industrial complex is racist, and we’re mirroring that” sort of way. In a way, that made me feel pretty icky. (When I mentioned this to my partner, their response was — and I quote — ”That’s the 90s bay-bee!” I am trying to keep that in mind,  but it feels like a pretty poor excuse.)

And then there are the ticking clocks. Usually, one is sufficient. However, Con Air gives us at least three. We have Nic Cage’s tragic (and shockingly nice… why is he on THIS plane?) diabetic roommate, who needs his insulin. We have the female guard (the most prominent of three female characters, and that’s a big old yikes) who Danny Trejo is counting down the minutes until he can rape. And then there’s the giant, overarching narrative countdown of Nic Cage (and his glorious, terrible wig) trying to get home for his daughter’s birthday. That’s just way too many sets of stakes.

Look, maybe no cocaine was involved in this movie. It’s possible! I’d be shocked, but it could be. And I can see how an audience might enjoy it. I did not. Boy, oh boy, is it stupid. Stupid can be fun! I sometimes love stupid! In fact, this movie made me really excited to rewatch The Rock, which I think is closer to what I hoped this movie would be. But for me personally, this was a pretty painful 2 hours.

*Important and weird reminder that the song “How Do I Live” was somehow written FOR this movie.

The Cage Factor:

That’s what we’re all here for, right? I tend to like my Cage performances either deeply bonkers or profoundly good. This is neither. There’s a difficult-to-discern accent at play, and he’s much more reserved than you might expect from a movie with such a ludicrous premise. That said, it’s not a bad performance. He’s watchable! His wig is BANANAS! I actually feel a bit like John Cusack is giving a more Cage-y performance in this particular movie, but I have to give credit where it’s due; Cage manages to deliver lines like: “What are you going to do?” “Save the fucking day” with as much gravity as you could reasonably expect. Overall, our guy acquits himself well enough.

CAUTIOUS CAGE (Worth boarding for Cage but prepare for major turbulence)

AND IN THIS CORNER: STEPHANIE MALONE

The Lowdown 

Sure, I understand that taste is subjective, and one man’s trash is another man’s treasure. I acknowledge it’s technically feasible that Con Air might not make everyone’s heart soar. My colleague, Kelly—a brilliant lady whom I respect and admire—failed to succumb to its charms. She’s wickedly smart and finds Con Air to be wildly dumb. Perhaps that’s true. But if loving Con Air is wrong, Lord, don’t let me be right.

This over-the-top action flick has achieved cult classic status for good reason. It epitomizes a certain style of 90s action movies — big, bold, and unapologetically entertaining. It masterfully blends bonkers hijinks, memorable characters, endlessly quotable dialogue, and a certain self-aware campiness that makes it high-flying fun.

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Cage’s performance as Cameron Poe is iconic. His intense energy and commitment to the role are undeniable. The star-studded cast is a blast to watch. From John Malkovich’s villainous Cyrus to Steve Buscemi’s surprisingly sweet Garland Greene, the supporting cast is filled with memorable characters.

The film’s plot, centering on a prison transport plane hijacked by dangerous criminals, sets the stage for ludicrous yet entertaining action scenes. From explosions to improbable stunts, Con Air delivers a spectacle that’s both thrilling and absurd, allowing game viewers to suspend disbelief and enjoy the ride. The script is filled with one-liners and memorable quotes that fans love to repeat. Lines like “Put the bunny back in the box” have become ingrained in pop culture.

Despite the high-octane action, the movie has a surprising amount of heart. Cameron Poe’s dedication to his family and the unlikely friendships forged on the plane add depth.

Con Air perfectly captures the spirit of the Gay ’90s with its big hair, big explosions, and Big D energy. In short, it’s a guilty pleasure that delivers on all fronts. It’s a movie you can’t help but enjoy, no matter how far it veers off the runway. And, oh yeah, it really sticks the landing — in the cheesiest but most satisfying way possible.

The Cage Factor:

Nicolas Cage’s performance as Cameron Poe is central to the film’s cult status. His choice to give Poe a thick, somewhat cartoonish Southern drawl adds to the film’s over-the-top nature and provides many quotable moments. His ridiculous hair, muscular physique, and intense facial expressions create a memorable visual presence that’s become rightfully iconic. Cage manages to make Poe both a believable action hero and a slight parody of one. He plays the role straight enough to drive the plot forward but with enough winks to the audience to acknowledge the film’s absurdity.

Nicolas Cage’s performance in CON AIR exemplifies the kind of role he became known for — intense, slightly unhinged, yet endearingly captivating.

CAGE FIGHTER (A prime example of Nic going “Full Cage” where his unique acting style is given free rein, resulting in a performance that’s memorable, quotable, and ideally suited to the film’s tone.)

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