Drive Angry 3D (2011)

If this thing had felt more like a second Ghost Rider, it would’ve been a blast. But there's a super thin line between a total disaster and a movie that's so bad it's actually fun. This one falls into the first camp because Nicolas Cage isn't going full batshit crazy, and it feels like it's trying way too hard to be cool—that kind of vibe shouldn't be forced, it just has to happen. Plus, the whole thing drags, and they even ripped off a scene from shoot Em up

Honestly, just one of the absolute worst movies of the year...

Rachel Ortiz33 said:If this thing had felt more like a second Ghost Rider, it would’ve been a blast. But there's a super thin line between a total disaster and a movie that's so bad it's actually fun. This one falls into the first camp because Nicolas Cage isn't going full batshit crazy, and it feels like it's trying way too hard to be cool—that kind of vibe shouldn't be forced, it just has to happen. Plus, the whole thing drags, and they even ripped off a scene from shoot Em up

Honestly, just one of the absolute worst movies of the year...

you've got to be kidding me. this is pure, trashy fun. the second Ghost Rider was just straight-up garbage. not "trashy," just garbage. 😁

feralorca82 said:you've got to be kidding me. this is pure, trashy fun. the second Ghost Rider was just straight-up garbage. not "trashy," just garbage. 😁

I actually felt the opposite
The only highlight is William Fichtner, honestly.

Violence, sex, terrible jokes, satanic cults, high-speed car chases, and Nicolas Cage.

Whenever I watch our local football team play like absolute garbage, this total trash masterpiece that aired on HBO feels like a way more fun and actually meaningful alternative to grab some popcorn and a beer.

I can't believe they dropped $50 million on this kind of trash. It was watchable, though, mostly because
everything is so spectacularly bad that if the budget had been a fifth of that, it would have actually been more fun and felt less constrained.
That scene where Nicolas Cage is hooking up with the waitress is pure insanity.
He’s just being cool,
even cooler—his wife asks why he doesn't take his clothes off, and he basically tells her it's because he never strips before the afterlife. He's just staying cool while
dozens of armed cultists burst in, and he keeps going at it while taking them out like some sort of Desperado.
The woman is in total shock, but he just keeps being cool, killing them while mid-act, spinning her around him like a ballet dancer and picking them off without getting a single scratch.
...and she's just standing there talking to the cops....
Then, the villain from hell convinces two of the most mediocre, bottom-of-the-barrel cops to take out Nicolas Cage, whom he ends up saving anyway.
And get this: the cop who has never fired a gun in his life manages to wound Cage the second he sees him (right after Cage had just swatted mercenaries like mosquitoes while making love).
It is phenomenal trash.
The vibe reminds me of things like Crank, shoot Em up, Machete, Planet Terror, Ghost Rider, Hobo with a Shotgun, and stuff like that.
It's a movie where Nicolas Cage fights both wars and loves, where nothing makes sense, and where everything is so broken that it somehow works.
When the girl riding with him gets beaten up, she encourages him to go for the waitress, dropping this line:
"No one on their deathbed ever complained about having too much sex in their lifetime..."
Between Nicolas Cage's hair and those shots reminiscent of Terminator (the rearview mirror, the bullet in the eye, the blood, putting on the sunglasses, then crawling under
some cultist who's beating him, while his daughter—who was trying to escape the cult—is right there).
The ending has absolutely nothing to do with the rest of the plot, which honestly just adds to the whole trash appeal.