Directed by Damien Chazelle

From the first scene of Whiplash, my eyes, chest, ears and every other fibre of my being was glued to the screen. Whiplash was one of the most surprisingly visceral movie-going experiences I have ever had. The film has such high-octane, kinetic energy, that just bounces from scene to scene, ramming all of the senses into oblivion. It embraces the universal pressure of trying to be the best version of yourself there can be, to the people that are – and shows that it’s a place of torture that ultimately, we inflict on ourselves. The director of the film, Damien Chazelle, is still less than thirty years old. And I couldn’t be more jealous for that reason. He is the J.K. Simmons to my Miles Teller.


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