I've reserved Whiplash after viewing the high comments from ZhiHu for a long time. Though I've already known the theme about striving for dream, I was drastically touched by its style of "whiplash". How luck a ambitious boy Andrew is to have such a severe tutor. Perseverance is always the only way leading to success.
There is an impressive scene for me I would like to share with you. When I saw the mixture of blood and ice water, my beating heart then took a pause in a spilt time. I always thought it has been hard enough for me to take a break and take a more relaxable breath. What a little bit loneliess I beared contrasting with Andrew! He utilized all the spare time he could save, especillay breaking up with Nicole. A suspicious struck to my mind, that is, is there an advoidable sacrifice for love? Of course not, maybe we ignore the belief that noting in a fighting man eyes but the victory. It's a pity for Andrew losing his apple girl. However, he has walked into the holy musical palace after crossing over the insurmountable mountion called courage. He threw away the sneer from relatives, company from sweetheart and abuse from fletcher. All these confirms that nobody could hold us bake standing outside the road to your dreamful place. That is you who hold the poll to decide wether abstain or not. Just go! You Only Live Once.
I thought Fletcher touched me more. His teaching module is hard for me to accept. I have a high pride of myself. I can't bear the criticism from whomever he is, even though I did wrong sometimes. It's the prime problem for me to solve. This is one of the reasons why I can't as excellent as somebody I admire.
"Because the next Charlie Parker would never be discouraged. Yeah. The truth is, Andrew I never really had a Charlie Parker. But I tried. I actually fucking tried. And that's more than most people ever do. And I'll never apologize for how I tried." From these sentimental words, I felt the precious qulity of an educator's selfless devotion. Fortunately, he finally had a "Charlie".
Although I can't appreciate the aesthetic of music, I was absolutely inspired by following the drum tempo.
P.S. I'm so tired to communicate with my dorm mates. It's more and more uncomfortable for me to get along with them. I'm glad that the interest of English could support me to live here and strive for dream.
