Art and competition

Sydney 2022-03-20 09:01:08

There are many reasons not to like this film. The fundamental one is: if jazz is regarded as art, then the understanding of jazz genius in this film is superficial. Even the understanding of jazz is dogmatic, and the theory of genius in competitive sports has replaced the broad and flexible aesthetic of art.
Since this understanding is the root of the demons and entanglements of the characters in the film, it is also the bottom layer of the core of the whole story, so...At the end, the behavior of the teenager is a little bit interesting, but I personally think that it is almost "enlightenment". Meaning, so the entangled and distorted character creation in the film failed to achieve the integrity of the entire film.

The ending is terrible.

If music can't bring joy and passion, can't fully demonstrate freedom and uninhibitedness, but is like taking poison for the purpose of practicing magic, then music education will not cultivate talents, but medicine people.


The genius in my personal understanding is not fast, slow, or even accurate, but breaking the rules and creating, it is an extraordinary understanding of life and attitudes to life. I am not opposed to technology, but I agree more with creative technology.

There was a drummer friend who thought he was not crazy, he practiced in the drum room to the point of seeing a psychologist. He gave me the impression that he was extremely sensitive to the evaluation of his drum skills by others; he was extremely sensitive to the masters. Kneeling three knees and nine knocks, desperate for success; he was too tired, like an old man in a study, chanting "realm" and "inspiration" all day long without any signs of life on his face.

I really want to tell him, don't fucking go climbing, you are already on the mountain, stop and take a look.

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Whiplash quotes

  • Terence Fletcher: If you deliberately sabotage my band, I will fuck you like a pig.

  • Terence Fletcher: Nieman, you lost the fucking part.

    Andrew: No, I didn't! You can't fucking do this to me!

    Terence Fletcher: CAN'T?

    Andrew: Yeah!

    Terence Fletcher: When did you become a fucking expert on what I can or cannot do, you fucking weepy willow shitsack?

    Andrew: I earned that part.

    Terence Fletcher: You never earned anything. God, you are a self-righteous prick. The only reason you are a core is because you misplaced a folder. The only reason you're in studio band to begin with is because I told you EXACTLY what I'd be asking for in Nassau! Am I wrong?

    Andrew: Yeah, yeah. I'm in studio band because I'm the best player...

    Ryan: [interrupts] Hey, why don't you just back off, bro?

    Andrew: Hey, you know, fuck off, Johnny Utah! Turn my pages, bitch!

    Terence Fletcher: Hey, I can cut you any fucking time I want.

    Andrew: You would've cut me by now.

    Terence Fletcher: Try me, you fucking weasel!