Thank it for Leann Rhimes' career.

Nic Cage goes up in a plane, and lives. Lynyrd Skynyrd dies. Some world, huh?

Cage... Buscemi... Malkovich.... Meany. The world's ugliest boy band.

Cage's is the single worst, hammiest faux "suth'rin" accent in the entire cinematic history of lousy accents.

Period. End of sentence, end of paragraph.

In each and every movie -- no matter what character he's attempting -- Nic Cage always, *always* sounds like Droopy Dawg.

Ironically, it's the Northwestern Airlines of action flicks.

Hard to imagine any movie "having it coming" more than this one, guys.

Time to roll up those sleeve, and take out the trash.

"Put. The bunny. BACK."

Includes jaw-droppingly terrible supporting performances by Colm Meany and Dave Chappelle!

This movie -- much like the character "Cyrus the Virus" -- has "killed more men than cancer."

Kill it back.

Cusack bumbles and smarms all over the place as an FBI agent who (inexplicably) wears sandals and white socks on duty, 24/7. And you haven't riffed this one yet because...?

Why couldn't he put the bunny back in the box?

Nic Cage is always, *always* due for another Riffing!

There's a guy in a dress named "Sally Can't Dance." This movie's already meeting you halfway.