Honeymoon in Vegas - A normal Nicolas Cage and an attractive Sarah Jessica Parker... Yeah.

This is getting weird. Honeymoon in Vegas marks two movies in a row that I've actually enjoyed. Not that I haven't already seen some good (and precious few great) movies over the course of this project, but these last two were just simply sit-back-and-watch enjoyable. Zandalee was, obviously, more intense than this, but still...

Anyway, Nicolas Cage plays Jack Singer, a private detective whose mother made him promise, on her deathbed, never to marry. He's a normal guy, with no real accent, regular hair and clothes... It's unnerving almost.

He works at a desk, but not once does he scream his way through the alphabet at a therapist...

Anyway, some years later, his girlfriend is slowly getting tired of his apparently oft-repeated official position on marriage, and they start to drift apart, at which point Singer realizes that if he's going to keep his beautiful, intelligent, sensitive woman in his life, he's going to have to break the promise that he only really made to his mother after she was already dead. Would it even still count at that point? Who knows? So the pair fly to Vegas to get hitched. Oh yeah, and that aforementioned beautiful woman? Played by Sarah Jessica Parker.

This is, believe it or not, the same woman who led Jeremy Clarkson to deploy what is perhaps his greatest simile ever.

Anyway, in Vegas they meet a pro/sleazy/dangerous gambler who takes a fancy to Bessie, and proceeds to arrange things so that he gets to spend the weekend with her.

It's actually a genuinely good movie. It also has Pat Morita in it, playing a Hawaiian taxi driver named Mahi Mahi.

He must've waxed off his facial hair...

The point is, you should go see it. Cage does a good job with his role (he still gets to go a little nuts and have just a bit of screaming, which provides a nice sense of continuity with the rest of his roles) and the whole thing moves along with the kind of predictability and Hollywood rationality that makes for a decent 90 minutes of relaxed movie-watching, as long as you don't take yourself too seriously.