
And every time I end a viewing I think I probably still have that same look on my face. Now some 12 years later after that first viewing and I’ve seen the movie a number of times. I honestly had no idea what I had just watched but I knew that I loved it. Two hours later I sat there, staring at the TV, a dumbfounded look on my face, I’m sure. A friend came over and we tossed it in the DVD player. On this particular Friday I had purchased Wild At Heart. I would go to Borders (shout out to those that remember Borders) just about every Friday and pick up a new DVD. By that time I was already a huge fan of Cage so I was making my way through his back catalogue, tracking down all the stuff I hadn’t seen yet.

I saw it for the first time when I was about 18, roughly 13 years or so after the film was released. Wild At Heart is a first-time viewing I will most certainly never forget. I don’t remember the first time I saw every Nicolas Cage movie I’ve seen but the ones I do remember I’ll never forget.

“Did I ever tell ya that this here jacket represents a symbol of my individuality, and my belief in personal freedom?”
