I tend to find "inspirational teacher" stories one of two things; depressing as all hell, or rightfully uplifting. This time it was a bit of both. I appreciated that.
I really liked the performances in the film, even Richard Griffiths who's always a bit hit and miss for me. Stephen Campbell Moore was very good, but I'm still not so madly in love with him I'd hunt down everything he was in --- which I tend to find is the mark of whether I really like an actor or not (case in point, the final push for watching this was Russell Tovey. Ahah.) I knew pretty much all of the actors from other roles, so it was interesting seeing them all together in this context. Within the story I loved the film parodies and quotations and general joviality. There were some lines that I was just completely bowled over by --- some observations I adored. Lots of great dialogue. I laughed quite a bit.
And really, I don't have much to say about it, which is a shame.
I don't know, I found the ending didn't quite work for me. I wasn't overly enthused with the "where are they now?" scene, but that's a personal dislike anyway. I found it jarring within a film that had mostly been without those sorts of techniques. I don't know how well it would work within a play.
Mmm. I liked it, but I didn't love it.
Sometimes I think I fail at fandom.