

Although at other points in the film they seem to say that she was 17. Only it winning me the lottery can justify its existence, so fingers crossed.ģ - The bullet recovered from the daughter’s body is linked to 3 earlier murders done with the same gun.ĥ - Chernov, the head of the rival gang, says he served 5 years of an 8-year prison sentence.ġ6 - The daughter misses her Sweet Sixteen party. “Rage? Cracking film!” laughs your girlfriend’s dad, minutes after you meet him for the first time, refusing to break eye contact.Īny given aspect of Rage that’s even slightly enjoyable has been done better elsewhere, in superior films. Maybe this is really a sort of Happy Shopper Taken, an overly elaborate power fantasy for past-it dads who reckon they would definitely be up for smashing some heads in with the right justification. We, the audience, are told that the last 90 minutes were more or less a complete waste of everyone’s time, and are somehow to supposed to be impressed by this. The twist, for there is a twist, is risible: it comes so far out of the blue that it might as well have been “It was all a dream!” or “They were all holograms!”, although what actually happens is more of a sad fart of plot. Cage stares directly into his eyes as he gruffly replies: “How deep is hell?” But the only real levity on offer from this rubbish is in how seriously it takes itself. “Just how deep do you want this to go?”, one of his henchmen asks. Cage does at least give the awful dialogue the ridiculous delivery it deserves. Maybe if it was prepared to wink at its own melodrama there might have been something in it. Danny Glover, playing a police detective in a stunningly original piece of casting, spends the whole film looking aggravated that someone got him out of bed for this, and fair enough. The majority of Rage’s runtime consists slightly tragic-looking old men growling at or occasionally beating the shit out of each other, occasionally interspersed with photocopied action sequences. While the title might promise that at least there could be some classic Cage freak-outs, this is pound shop Sopranos stuff, shot with all the flair of an instructional video about operating a filing cabinet.

Basically: daughter of gangster-made-good turns up dead, gangster experiences the emotion of rage, goes bad again. Rage is a revenge thriller about Nicolas Cage taking revenge on someone because that is apparently what happens by default nowadays if you don’t cast himself in anything else. Or it will make me lose the will to live. The shamanic acting force of Cage will make me a millionaire. And presumably by then I will have won the UK National Lottery, because after I watch each film I purchase a ticket using numbers based on that film. My name is Ed and in a few short weeks I will have seen every Nicolas Cage movie, until they release another one.
