Whiplash the Movie
I finally saw Whiplash movie. I thought it was a phenomenal film. I did have a problem with the ending. The ending, which is always a choice by the filmmaker. There was an engaging smile between the teacher pleased and the student pleasing, as the student was excelling to a high standard. It was like the ending of the movie justified the abuse. Abuse is never okay. I don’t abuse my students, and I get outstanding results. I do have an air about me where I do not coddle, and I do steer them in the direction of excellence. I would’ve been with a better feeling inside if there was the insinuation between student and teacher that student didn’t need the abuse. Maybe I am the minority, but dark messages are not entertainment to me. As a child, my dance teacher was tough. I mean tough with love but she didn’t budge when it came to what was needed to be the best I could be. Any teachers I had who were abusers only taught me one thing – steer clear of that type of treatment. The unsettling message at the end of this film clearly leads to this discussion, but we don’t need any more psychological and physical abusers as teachers. Our very own “failures” lead us to the discovery as to how to *not feel that particular feeling again, for the most of us. Thoughts?
