With most actors, I know exactly how I feel.

I like Adrien Brody and don’t really like Sarah Jessica Parker, for instance. It’s a personal thing, not a decisive comment on who’s good or bad.

But one actor continues to elude me, and that actor is Nicolas Cage.

Next month brings us “Ghost Rider 2,” which I guess was inevitable, but seriously?

Once upon a time, Nicolas Cage was an Academy-Award-winning actor.

The only award associated with him now are the Razzies – and he can’t even win one of those.

He’s been nominated for Razzies several times before, and this year he’s been nominated for three.

Three.

Apparently “Drive Angry,” “Season of the Witch” and “Trespass” failed to impress.

I had to look up what movie he had even gotten his Oscar for (“Leaving Las Vegas,”), but I had no trouble identifying him as the ”not the bees!” guy.

I was watching “Moonstruck” with my mother a few months ago, and I didn’t even recognize him until he’d been on screen about 15 minutes.

That I attribute partially to the fact he was much younger and his character had a wooden hand, but also to the fact that he wasn’t trying to steal the Declaration of Independence or ride a motorcycle with a flaming skull head.

He was playing this pissed-off and slightly handicapped, but ultimately normal, guy.

He was a funny, dumb character in what was clearly a funny, dumb movie.

And that’s what floored me.

He was intentionally acting in a comedy!

It wasn’t one of those supernatural action movies that, according to the stipulations of the bet he lost with the devil, he has to star in at least twice a year.

Those movies are full of unintentional hilarity and end up making you feel sorry for everyone involved.

I had spent a very long time believing he had only ever starred in those, helped along by his relation to Francis Ford Coppola.

But there’s more to Nicolas Cage, even if he’s starring in bad movies to the point that Sean Penn is saying Cage is no longer an actor.

Before all that, there were some good movies.