Whiplash
3/4
Starring: Miles Teller, J.K. Simmons
Rated R for Strong Language including Some Sexual References
There are two reasons to see “Whiplash,” and they are named
Miles Teller and J.K. Simmons. The movie
itself is intense, but has an uncertain narrative flow with poorly developed
secondary characters. But when Teller
and Simmons lock horns, the movie is absolutely brilliant.
Andrew Neyman (Teller) is a young jazz drummer who is as
talented as he is ambitious. One day he
is spotted by Terence Fletcher (Simmons), who runs the school’s top band, and
offers him a secondary spot. Soon he is
the core (i.e. playing in concerts) drummer.
But Fletcher has standards that are impossible to meet, and one mistake
will get you on the wrong end of a vocal tirade that will leave the hardest man
in tears. But Andrew won’t let Fletcher
push him around, and the repeated clashes between the two are escalating into
all out war.
Forget Al Pacino or Jack Nicholson. Compared to Simmons’s Fletcher, their
“foaming at the mouth” characters are posers.
Simmons is positively frightening in the role, and what makes him even
more frightening is that there are teachers who are like this. I’ve had one or two myself. Certainly not to this extreme, but there are
definitely “tough love” teachers out there, and Fletcher is one of them.
Miles Teller doesn’t get as showy of a part, but that’s the
nature of the beast. Andrew is the hero
we are supposed to identify with. But
Teller’s work shouldn’t be discounted.
He’s obsessed, but a strong individual.
Fletcher may indeed have met his match.
Don’t think that because this is a movie about a teacher and
his student that it is going to be something like “Dead Poets Society.” It’s not.
Far from it. In fact, “Whiplash”
is closer to a case study of a sado-masochistic relationship than a
coming-of-age story. Fletcher is
ruthless to the point of being a psychopath, but he has his reasons. And Andrew’s eagerness to prove himself is on
the verge of an addiction.
At 107 minutes, the film is too short. More time spent developing Andrew’s mindset
would have made the ending more believable.
His relationship with his girlfriend is shortchanged to the point where
it’s almost superfluous. As his father,
Paul Reiser’s role is little more than a cameo.
More time with both of them would have given this film a bigger punch.
Damian Chazelle also fails to establish a consistent
narrative momentum. It kind of starts
and stops in a herky-jerky way. More
time smoothing out the screenplay and some creative editing were needed to make
it truly great. That said, the climax is set up so well that the outcome is impossible to predict. You don't find that very often.
“Whiplash” is definitely flawed, but with Teller and Simmons as the leads, it’s going to floor you.
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