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Mr. Cool

If you’ve ever gone to a movie with pre-conceived notion that it was going to be good or bad, you know that you’ve left either being disappointed or extremely surprised. I saw Coach Carter on Friday night with the idea that it was going to kick some major league butt. What did I think after leaving the theater? I’ll give you a hint: I wasn’t disappointed. There are so many things to like about this movie, mainly the basketball, the side stories, and Ashanti, but one person stood out like no other:



I dare you to find another actor who’s cooler than Samuel L. Jackson. He’s had a long and storied career playing characters who don’t do anything except beat the crap out of people who look at him wrong, and that trait was oh-so-apparent in Carter. At one point in the movie, a disgruntled basketball fan pulls alongside Jackson’s car at a stoplight and spits in his face. A sane person would’ve stayed in his car, rolled up the window, and taken the high road (especially in the middle of traffic), but Jackson’s character did none of those things. But what did he do? Throw the car into park, get out, and try to pull the guy out of the car by his coat. It was quite the convincing performance.

I’m not saying that Jackson would actually do something like that, because by all accounts, he’s a pretty nice guy. But I definitely wouldn’t want to cross him, the only dude in Hollywood who makes a beret look cool.
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