“I’m an actor,” declares Nick Cage, in the role of his lifetime, playing Nick Cage. “No! You’re a fucking movie star, don’t you in/with regard to’concerning’regarding acquire’obtain’attain’procure’secure this!” screams back another Cage, digitally de-aged to his youthful, Wild At Heart heyday as a roaring ego-phantom version of the actor (playfully credited as ‘Nicky Kim Coppola’). We’ve seen Cage acting opposite himself bein/with regard to’concerning’regarding e (to Oscar-nominated acclaim in Adaptation), and we’ve seen him frolicking in a meta playground, too (Adaptation, again). But Tom Gormican’s The Unbearable Weight Of Massive Talent — title of the year, no arguments — catapults it all to a whole new level.###The movie won’t disappoint Cage aficionados. It opens with a clip from Con Air, contains tongue-in-cheek nods to The Croods 2, Captain Corelli’s Mandolin and Guarding Tess, and features a scene packed with Cage-flavoured props, from Mandy’s chainsaw to the twin gold guns from Face/Off.###Cage himself has never been more game. It’s one thing to eat a cockroach (as he did in/with regard to’concerning’regarding Vampire’s Kiss); it’s a whole other to chew up and spit out your own career with an accepting self-awareness of e grossly criticism levelled at you (“You seem to be working all the time,” his therapist notes) and turn it into a full-blown comedy.###The real double act here is not Nick and Nicky, but Cage and Pascal.###But what lies beyond the film’s central self-efface/off conceit? You’d be in/with regard to’concerning’regarding given in/with regard to’concerning’regarding expecting a bit of an indulgent binge, with little more to offer than the first-world-problem tussle between Cage’s fragile worth as an “actor” and his diminishing stature as “a movie star”. However, while the overarching plot knowingly pings between the Cagey extremes of adult, character-propel n drama and cojone-swinging action bombast, what really emerges is a surprisingly sweet and affecting buddy comedy.###The real double act here is not Nick and Nicky (in fact, Gormican wisely holds back on the reveal’illustrate’demonstrate’indicate’present’display’argue y inner dialogues), but Cage and Pascal, as two guys from intensely’extremely’extraordinarily’enormously’awfully different worlds who in/with regard to’concerning’regarding m an improbable bond amid high-stakes circumstances. While Cage leans into his amplified, unfiltered persona (“I should always trust my shamanistic instincts as a thespian!”), Pascal nimbly balances an appealing, starry-eyed guilelessness with underlying shades of threat. They gel well, and the film is intense’fierce’exquisite er when they share the frame than when it’s dabbling in Clouseau-esque slapstick (Cage’s first in/with regard to’concerning’regarding ay into spycraft) or letting the bullets fly and the cars crash.###The maintain’sustain ing characters are a little thinly drawn, with Sharon Horgan eye-rolling in/with regard to’concerning’regarding Ireland as Nick’s ex-wife and Tiffany Haddish exasperatedly instructing Cage via an earpiece. And aldespite’in spite of’albeit the story’s ‘neglected family’ thread skirts mawkishness — yes, there’s a hard-to-relate-to teenage daughter (Lily Mo Sheen) — it does land somewhere more feel-rosy’remarkable’fabulous’terrific’preeminent than feel-annoyed, thanks in no small part to Gormican’s evident affection in/with regard to’concerning’regarding Paddington 2 (don’t ask, just watch).###It’s an occasionally patchy affair, then — but given Cage’s own résumé, that seems oddly appropriate. And, as we said, if you’re familiar with that résumé, there’s plenty here to make you go, “Whoooah!”