In the late ’80s and early ’90s, [Nicolas] Cage’s primary criteria for choosing roles seemed to be:
How ridiculous will my accent be? Will it sound like a dialect never spoken by anyone, ever, in the history of time?
How about facial hair? Can it look like fake hair haphazardly placed on me by a blind man with an odd sense of humor?
Will I be called upon to shamelessly overact or go completely fucking nuts?
I've totally got the first one going on in Comedy of Errors and the last one in Julius Caesar, (though no one will ever let me have facial hair).
But I think that I need make a greater effort to cram all three into every role I play.
The whole article is pretty hilarious.
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