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He spends the whole movie soaking in his preferred sea of pathos and madness.
I was hoping for more enthusiasm.
Dont live here, dont surf here, he yells, over and over.
But he doesnt leave.
In fact, he never leaves.
This is all played at a slight tilt its spooky, but its also very funny.
He calls the local cops, who turn out to be in cahoots with the cult.
He pleads for help from locals, who hand-wave away theClockwork-Orangebehavior.
Boys will be boys!
He loses his shoes, then walks on (intentionally scattered?)
Nobody is better at believably playing out this sort of increasing mania than Cage.
He tears up at regular intervals as the camera zooms dramatically into his eyes.
He rages and moans and sobs.
He chugs non-potable water, gagging and spitting.
He is so unbelievably sunburned.
He looks up and sees a local man staring at him in fear, then running away.
He has a brief moment of clarity and stuffs the rat in his pocket instead.
