Friday 30 January 2015

Movie Review - Whiplash: who thought Jazz drumming would make for such a tremendous drama?


As it's awards season there's no dearth of films out at the moment that display awards winning potential - whether direction, scripting, production or acting performances.  'Whiplash' is a film that has been nominated for several awards, including acting nods, and straight off the bat I have to say: this film contains one performance that absolutely should walk away with an acting Oscar, no contest.  But that's not the least of what this film should be notable for - it is an absorbing and rousing drama, focussing on one young aspiring jazz drummer's attempts to win the approval of a noted conductor, and assure his place as one of the greats.  You don't have to appreciate, or even like, Jazz music to appreciate this story of an artist's drive for perfection, what it costs them, and a fire-brand mentor figure who is as terrifying as he is inspiring.  And that such an impressive film should come from a first-time director is even more remarkable.

Let's get the obvious out of the way first: this will be remembered as J.K. Simmons' film.  His portrayal of band conductor Terence Fletcher is one of those roles that is at once iconic, and will forever be considered Simmons' signature role.  He has the best lines in the film, delivered with passion and appropriate venom.  He praises, he berates, he taunts, he bullies, he even slaps those in his band around; but in Simmons' hands Fletcher is never a one-note villainous archetype.  He brings out the humanity in the character, showing moments of sensitivity and reflection.  In one scene he talks about moments that made great jazz musicians, and without resorting to scenery chewing or shouting, he conveys that Fletcher completely f**king loves Jazz, and pushes the musicians in his band because he wants to play his part in launching the next great jazz musician.  If Simmons doesn't win an Oscar for this performance in this film I will be absolutely astonished: he takes hold of this film like a crocodile grabbing a wildebeest - he utterly owns it.

Andrew (Miles Teller) gets 'pushed beyond what is expected' of him by Fletcher (J.K. Simmons)

Saying this, the rest of the film completely stands up on its own merits beyond Simmons' performance.  Miles Teller plays the lead character, Andrew, the aspiring 19 year old drummer who is the focus of the storyline.  It is to his credit that not only does he deliver an even-handed performance (although Andrew is likeable, he makes a couple of decisions and a couple of statements that show the flaws in his ego), but he goes head to head with Fletcher, demonstrating the depth, motivations and drive of the character.  You come away from the film feeling that here is a young actor who could have great roles ahead of him (beyond the Fantastic Four reboot, out this summer) - and that's no mean feat in a film that has such a  towering performance from an established actor like Simmons.

The direction from Damien Chazelle is assured and confident - it is staggering to think this is just his first film (which he also wrote).  He evokes the likes of Tarantino and Edgar Wright with rapid close-ups of musicians instruments cases, tuning and preparing their instruments - drawing a comparison with the way these and other directors give a sense of military precision to (usually) action heroes readying for battle; for the musicians there is obviously an almost military level of discipline and precision involved in their art - especially when they have to meet the exacting standards of a conductor like Fletcher.  As well as this, the film makes apt use of the title, which is not only that of one of the Jazz standards that is central to the band's performances, but evokes a sense of punishment: that which is self-inflicted, as Andrew literally drums until he bleeds in order to meet Fletcher's standards, but that which the conductor afflicts in order to get the performances he requires from each of his musicians.  There's also the sense of evoking the injury of the same name, as Andrew almost engages in a battle of egos with Fletcher, going to the point of injury to prove his is deserving of his place on the conductor's band - and the way this goes back and forth between them.  At the end of the film, the camera itself captures this, with break-neck whipping pans back and forth between the drummer and the conductor during a final, exhilarating performance of another Jazz standard, 'Caravan'.

Don't worry, JK - this movie is my tempo...

From a personal viewpoint, as someone who used to be a drummer in bands with friends in my younger years, I appreciated this film for drawing attention to the fact that drummers are just as dedicated and driven to perfection as other musicians, but are often overlooked at this.  Having said that, listening to the amazing drumming performances in this film, I'm disavowed of any notion that I was anywhere near as good a drummer as I thought myself to be!  'Whiplash' will be remembered for Simmons' phenomenal, defining performance as Terence Fletcher - and rightly so.  But it is also a great drama, and an excellent début from a first-time director.  Whether you care for Jazz music or not, this is a film that you will enjoy and will remain in your memory long after.

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