2008. You are standing in a roped-off line. The air smells like Drakkar Noir, Juicy Couture perfume, and clove cigarettes. A guy in a Von Dutch hat is arguing with a bouncer wearing an Affliction T-shirt. Inside, the bass line to Flo Rida’s “Low” is rattling the windows of a Pontiac Solstice parked valet.
The film refuses to sanitize this pain. From the opening scenes, we see young Brad (played by Dominic Scott Kay) isolated from peers and punished by teachers who mistake his tics for defiance. One scene, where a principal forces him to stand in front of the assembly and apologize for "disrupting the class," is viscerally uncomfortable. It is here that establishes its thesis: the system is not broken because of the students; it is broken because of the educators who refuse to adapt. Front Of The Class -2008-
is not a film about Tourette Syndrome. It is a film about the human need to be seen, heard, and given a chance. It is about the teacher who never stops being a student. And it is about the quiet, explosive power of saying, "You may think I can't do this. Watch me." A guy in a Von Dutch hat is