Oh, I remember that one. I tried to cut my wrist with a plastic knife after seeing it at a friend's film-night party. True story, but it was done as a joke. It didn't help that we watched Lilya 4-Ever before Leaving Las Vegas. Both films were very good, but god, they made it one of most depressing film-night parties.
Like you, I'm not that keen on Cage, but when he's good, he's exceptional. When he's not, then exceptionally bad. He's the latter these days. Shame, really. I'm indifferent to Elisabeth Shue because her performances didn't vary much throughout her career. She's a lot like Mare Winningham in so many ways. Glimpses of brilliance, but average as a whole.
LLV was good, though.