In Bad Lieutenant: Port of Call New Orleans, Nicolas Cage plays a rogue detective who is as devoted to his job as he is at scoring drugs -- while playing fast and loose with the law. He wields his badge as often as he wields his gun in order to get his way. In the aftermath of Hurricane Katrina he becomes a high-functioning addict who is a deeply intuitive, fearless detective reigning over the beautiful ruins of New Orleans with authority and abandon. Complicating his tumultuous life is the prostitute he loves (played by Eva Mendes). Together they descend into their own world marked by desire, compulsion, and conscience. The result is a singular masterpiece of filmmaking: equally sad and manically humorous.
This was one of the most horribly overacted movies I have ever seen. Nicolas Cage was beyond painfully bad. Eva Mendes was equally awful. Why either one of them chose to be in a movie that would have been a great dirty cop movie . . . . . . in 1983 is beyond me. I pulled the plug after about the first 45 minutes because it was bad and the only reason that WW made it to the end was that she kept telling herself that it would have to get better. It didn't.
I would never recommend anyone bothering to check out this movie. This is one of those movies that didn't get a limited release for nomination cred and buzz build up. It got released limited because it is just straight up poop.