Andrew Neiman has a bright future; his interest in Jazz drumming is bloomed into a passion; he is now enrolled at the Shaffer Conservatory in New York. He is determined to become the greatest; you can see it in his eyes. Luckily, he has found the perfect teacher, too, or so he thinks.
Little did Andrew know that his genius instructor Terence Fletcher (J.K. Simmons) is one minute away from insane. He traumatizes his students through his semi-barbaric methods which according to him is supposed to bring out the best in them.
Yes, his methods work to a certain extent, his demands that his students push what is expected of them and become legends. But the price of brilliance is blood, sweat, and tears. Not all are willing to abide by his methods. But to reach heaven, you have to die first.
Whiplash is a near-perfect movie which rushes blood to my brain. It has motivated me to become the best version of myself, and it taught me that you could not be the greatest if you are not willing to endure it all. That’s the essence of the movie. Your purpose is more significant than your ‘self.’ Pay the price; buy the dream.