Review of Leaving Las Vegas

Oh yeah. Seeing Nicolas Cage slowly dance through the grocery store whistling to himself, with a cart full of alcohol, then show up to a fancy restaurant disheveled and staring like a weirdo -- good stuff.

This is great. Within five minutes this movie is ten times better than The Killer. We're watching Nic Cage's character drink himself to death in real time. That saxophone solo where Cage has his head back the whole time, glugging a bottle of what looks like Fireball.... perfection.