A father figure, a wizened scholar, and most importantly, a magical badass, The Sorcerer's Apprentice sees Cage take on the role of Balthazar Blake and shoot lots of blue orbs in Dragonball-Z-esque magnificence. It's from the same team that brought us the cinematic gift of National Treasure, so of course it's going to be painfully self-aware, and all the better for it.
Helping a physics student harness control of his magical abilities whilst simultaneously trying to save the world from another evil magic-user, Cage becomes daddy magic in all the best ways, wielding the full 100% of his brain capacity to cast his impressive array of spells. Us mortals only have access to 10% apparently - making the Sorcerers Apprentice camp out heavily in the no-plausibility zone, and that's even forgiving modern day Merlins running around New York.
With a luscious wig and very little care for anything other than a good time, the film is based on one scene out of Disney's Fantasia being bought to life. I'm sure you can guess which one from watching, but just in case, 'sentient mop' is the clue. I guess that's enough of a premise for a Cage film from the outset.