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By Noah Forrest Forrest@moviecitynews.com

Bad Teacher red-band trailer looks pretty good…

I gotta say, this looks like it could be a pretty funny flick.  Jake Kasdan has been hit or miss in the past, but I’ll always love him for his underrated debut Zero Effect.  I think Timberlake is bound to become a big movie star and after The Social Network, he looks more comfortable in this picture than he has in the past.  The dude’s got charisma.  I love the idea of Cameron Diaz as a terrible teacher and the title of the film is almost a direct allusion to Bad Santa, which this film seems hell-bent on aping…but that’s not a bad thing by any stretch.  Jason Segel is in this too and he’s always a welcome presence.  The big surprise in this trailer?  Phyllis from The Office killing it.  I’d love it if she became the big break-out star…and if I could remember her name.

One Response to “Bad Teacher red-band trailer looks pretty good…”

  1. Gratitude is not only the greatest of virtues, but the parent of all others. Your view and voice is important to me. Don’t give up and looking forward to your new posts, all the best.

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