Seeking Justice Reviews
It's refreshing to see Nicolas Cage, non-histrionic and sort of subtle, in a halfway clever piece of indie pulp about a teacher who enlists a cult of vigilantes to kill the man who raped his wife.
There is a strange and sometimes wondrous intensity in Cage's performances in these films; sometimes his madness is enough to elevate a film - like Werner Herzog's The Bad Lieutenant: Port of Call New Orleans - to a kind of trashy sublimity.
The movie opens with an embarrassingly obvious scene of exposition and ends in an abandoned mall with a laborious explanation by a talking killer and further villainous actions cleared up by a trusting local detective who can sweep things under the rug.
Not much better than the dreck Nic Cage has been shoveling at us in recent years - a tad smarter, perhaps. But as in life, he keeps getting up off the mat and coming back for more, even if much of his audience isn't returning the favor.