Whiplash (2014)

Young drummer Andrew believes he can be a truly great jazz drummer; bandleader Fletcher believes that verbal and emotional abuse is necessary to elevate students beyond mediocrity. It is supposed to be about ‘art’ and the ‘artist’ but it is so po-faced about artistry that you can’t help but begin to doubt. Is all the effort worth it for a slightly different version of “Caravan”? Should I be impressed at the end or just sad that Andrew is so needy that he’ll perform for his abuser? Or am I just not sophisticated enough to understand the greatness of the solo?

I could read the film as an indictment of sad people trapped in jazz history’s shadow, but then in La La Land the director has another jazz obsessive stuck in a rut we are supposed to sympathize with. Does Chazelle really think these are underappreciated geniuses? Does he think he is an underappreciated genius? I should try Babylon to see for sure, I suppose. ★★★☆☆