Directed by: Brett Ratner
Starring: Nicolas Cage, Téa Leoni, Don Cheadle
Okay, how can I start this review off WITHOUT bitching about Nicolas Cage? Uh…
Cage is a Business Man who is very good at his Business and also he’s rich and bangs hot chicks ALL THE TIME, MAN. When he stops Don Cheadle from robbing a convenience store, it turns out that he was fucking magic and gives Cage a “glimpse” into what his life would’ve been like had he married Téa Leoni and had kids instead of Businessing. At first he hates it, but then he likes it, and finally he’s brought back to real life.
This movie isn’t really bad per se, so much as it is just really boring. It’s so inoffensive in it’s ideas and presentation that watching it is more or less equivalent to sitting on a park bench and watching traffic for two hours. If The Family Man were a beverage, it would be water. Bottled water, even, not tap water, which has some sort of metallic taste in the back of it and for a moment you wonder what sort of minerals or additives might be in it, but then you realize you don’t really care and drink it anyway. That’s more in-depth thought than this movie evokes.
On the other hand, Téa Leoni’s boobs.
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