I’ll die if Nicolas Cage sings Joe Exotic’s songs. It was awkward enough watching a gay man half sing over, half lip sync country ballads to his straight husbands (I promise that makes sense if you watch the documentary series). Watching a straight man (especially of Cage’s reputation) sing as/play a gay man married to straight men who pretended to be gay to get gifts and drugs is the train wreck we all need in our lives.