I keep forgetting that, through no fault of my own, I own “Ghost Rider.”
This is the kind of movie there is no excuse to own. Say your great-aunt Betty in Tucson is a big Nick Cage fan, and you two agree to watch his entire cannon, and you’re just about to fly out there with “The Rock” and “Ghost Rider” for a long weekend, when she quietly passes away in the night?
Aunt Betty would still want you to freecycle “Ghost Rider.”
So here is a video montage for you. If you need me, I will be watching “Con Air.”
