Nic Cage and swear words
these are two of my favorite things.
Die hard Cage fan here. seen almost every one of his films (has anyone actually ever been able to see every single one of them?), his interviews, and articles written about him.
I find Cage utterly captivating and the most entertaining of entertainment celebrities in the theatrical realm.
I’ve even blocked guys on dating sites who’ve made fun of my appreciation of Cage. what kind of a dick makes fun of something that a person they’re interested in admits to liking on their profile page, anyway?
I’ve debated with friends as to why I have such a deep seeded admiration for the Cage; some get it, some don’t. some think he’s atrocious. some get his entertainment value. others actually seem to dig him as much as me.
Nicolas Cage epitomizes all that is great about watching a not so great flick. for, in my opinion, it’s not the movie that makes the Cage, it’s the Cage who makes the movie.
I go in watching a Cage flick knowing it may not be winning any Academy Awards; however, there will no doubt be one hella amazing performance by the actor who’s able to put every piece of himself into it; no holds barred.
and then came along Netflix’s new series, History of Swear Words, hosted by none other than Nicolas Fucking Cage.
I am pretty sure I came a little when I read the news online.
and within two hours of learning about this, I received no less than 28 texts, emails, Facebook messages and posts from friends all regurgitating the same news to me — and thankful for all of them, too. I would’ve no doubt learned this amazingness one way or another!
love for Cage aside, for now…
there’s only one thing I love more than The Cage…
and that is
the swearing.
I curse like a fucking sailor. I can’t help it. it’s my way of expression and getting anything of value properly conveyed.
not only do I enjoy doing it, I love it so much it actually personally pisses me off when I see full grown adults censor their own swearing when they’re writing something; e.g., “f*ck.”
like, what are you… fucking 12?
for some reason, even in the 21st century, people still have a problem expressing themselves properly without hinderance worried of offending the easily offended.
fuck em. I says. fuck em all.
History of Swear Words is something I consumed over two days. it was cute, not nearly as offensive as I thought it may be (well, not to me, at least), but most of all, entertaining. mainly due to Nicolas Cage.
he gave his normal theatrical performance while somehow keeping it somewhat tamed down so as not to look like a game show host.
not to mention one of my fave comedians, Nikki Glaser who had some great commentary throughout the series and had me chuckling more than anyone else aside from Cage.
the series was short but also felt just right. it was light. easy. fun. funny. and necessary during these dark times. I’ve felt myself watching far less drama and gravitating much more towards light, fluffy and superficial over the past year due to our current state of events/affairs.
I am eternally grateful to be living during the time of The Cage, as well as grateful to be living during a time I can express myself the way I deem fit. if I want to say FUCK, I can say FUCK. and it’s easier than ever as a woman to be able to do so without any unnecessary backlash from puritanical folk or men who think women shouldn’t speak that way. *insert eye roll*
so if you’ve yet to view the series and looking for something fun, easy, enjoy The Cage and appreciate a good curse word or six, definitely give it a go.
for there are far worse things to learn about in the real world than the history of Fuck, Shit, Bitch, Dick, Pussy, and Damn.
