There wolf. There castle.
RIP Kevin Clark.
Jack Black is as amazing in this as any iconic performance in the history of cinema including Brando in The Godfather, De Niro in Taxi Driver, Heath Ledger in The Dark Knight, Kathy Bates in Misery and Streep in anything. No one could have brought to the role of Dewey Finn what Jack Black brings, and not just because he’s similar to the character. It’s a nuanced performance in a lot of ways, if you pay attention.
You may ask yourself, why does this rank higher than The French Connection? Because none of these ratings matter, I rate with my heart a little too much sometimes. I’ll concede that it’s certainly not a better film, but I rate often on how I feel than “actual merit.”
The truth is, this movie is a darn blast and makes me laugh harder every time. Ed O’Neill is great because he isn’t just the average 90’s evil football coach - not just a one-dimensional archetype. That scene when he makes his niece feel better about herself is just terrific, always makes me smile ear-to-ear.