Punch of Evil
There's a whole complicated assassination plot happening around Nicolas Cage's Rick Santoro, it involves a thrown fight, multiple shooters, a botched weapons test, a coverup, and billions of dollars. But the camera misses almost all of it, because it's too focused on Santoro's over-the-top posturing, his entertaining mania, his flashy mannerisms and fast-talking machismo. It's all a setup, one that the movie itself seems complicit in, until along with Santoro it realizes that the bodies have piled up too high to ignore and eventually the bad guys have to go down, whether it's convenient or not. In a little over a year this movie will turn 20 years old, and in the thick of an unprecedented American kleptocracy it will be more relevant than it ever was.