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I finally sold my guitar on Craigslist the same day I finally saw “School of Rock” (2003). I don’t know if that’s ironic or just a coincidence. I also don’t know if “School of Rock” is good because of, or in spite of, Jack Black. His spazzy histrionics are a tiring distraction. However, his background as an actual musician provided authenticity in a way that a Chris Farley couldn’t have been able to 10 years earlier or a Zach Galifianakis wouldn’t be able to 10 years later. It’s the starring role Black was born to play. Probably the only one.

A bunch of crazy rednecks plan an armored car heist. Hijinks ensue. That’s pretty much all you need to know about “Masterminds” (2016). In recent years, Lorne Michaels has gotten highly efficient at taking a rotating cast of “Saturday Night Live” alumni and cranking out disposable comedies that don’t make you feel as if two hours of your life have been wasted. There’s something to say for that. There’s also something to say for Kristen Wiig. In a film full of marginally likeable characters, she deftly convinces you to root for her most of all. That, friends, is the real heist.

John Goodman, I was counting on you. “10 Cloverfield Lane” (2016) had all the makings of an incredibly stupid horror flick, but I trusted you. I mean, you wouldn’t waste your time making one of those movies, would you? It turns out that the main characters need to trust him, too. Or maybe they’re being held captive against their will by a conspiracy nut who comes off like a 55-year-old Zach Galifianakis without his meds. So, do you trust him? For those of you who remember “The Twilight Zone” (the TV show, not the film), this would fit right in.