A seemingly sedated Nicholas Cage returns to the fertile, febrile territory of the Crescent City, but fails to conjure up anything like the lunatic magic of Bad Lieutenant: Port of Call New Orleans. Instead, he tepidly plays a tainted southern politician (is there any other kind?) with a nascent principled streak, a dormant drinking problem, and a rampant...well, you know. In the immediate aftermath of the Deepwater Horizon disaster, he makes a speech that has folks talking about him for the Senate, but his refusal of funding from Big Oil and his own bad habits force him down a longer, harder, more tedious path to the fulfillment of his political promise (if not quite his political promises). It might could have been something dark and delicious (Peter Fonda as grumpy Dad!), but the amateur direction, plodding plot progression, and sappy score doom this one to the crummy side of the awesomely bifurcated Cage Collection. (2015) — Matthew Lickona
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