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I just KNOW that Ashton Hall guy has some very unsavory opinions on women

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Took a point of molly followed by forty four shots

It's hot in the summer, call it a rolling blackout

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The discourse around Whiplash drives me fucking crazy. I don't think Fletcher is the villain; I don't think there is a villain in the movie at all. Fletcher's a grumpy old man with an incorrect (or "old fashioned") way of doing things that doesn't conflate with success like it used to. Charlie Parker was taught the way Fletcher aims to teach, Charlie Parker is great. But, that Shawn kid kills himself because he's too depressed and overwhelmed by the pressure, womp womp yada yada. Fletcher feels some guilt, but he refuses to relent. He is utterly committed to his process. I genuinely think that's the point of the movie. It's the derangement of total artistic commitment versus the inescapable trap of comfortable mediocrity. I think the way the viewer interprets the movie says a lot about them honestly. I admire Andrew because in general, the artists I enjoy most in my own personal life are those who are dedicated to a maddening degree; their intensity, their authenticity and passion are obvious. Artists like that often yield art that's one of a kind-and to be honest, that's a goal of mine. Life is short and fleeting and unimportant and all that, but good authentic art can far outlast you, inspire new artists, keep the spirit of creativity alive, etc ... Now, setting out to be that kind of artist isn't easy, especially when you're telling a story centered around music. Technicality, precision, stamina, everything needs to be perfect when you're performing music. There can be no compromise; nothing can jeopardize the integrity of your craft. That's a harsh reality-the type of life that many people don't want to live. People see Andrew dumping his girlfriend, polarizing himself from his family, kinda becoming a belligerent asshole. And they're like, "oh what a dickhead, letting Fletcher ruin his life, letting the villain win...!" But....I think to Andrew (and by extension a certain type of person,) there's a fate worse than everything Fletcher put him through-living a dull, inconsequential life with nothing to show for it. The dangers of mediocrity are more prevalent than ever in our world, because everything is so damn easy to do. The appreciation for total dedication to the craft feels as though it's quietly fizzling out as time goes on...that's cringe to say I think, but it's true. And so, why is Fletcher the villain? Is he a good guy? Of fucking course not, he's insane. But...he met the right student. He became aligned with someone just as willing to do whatever it took to be great. To me, that's fucking beautiful.

Anyways this has been pissing me off for like a year, if anyone is seeing a massive hole in my logic, maybe I missed a scene or a motif or an undertone? Please tell me. I love this gaddamn movie and the prospect of me tragically misunderstanding it scares me

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On the Sabrina Carpenter album cover-literally who cares. Who fucking cares. Shut the fuck up. Thx

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The entirety of the alien franchise is so irritatingly erotic like they seriously need to chill the fuck out

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Quadeca will drop album of the year and Vanisher will likely go on to be one of the best albums of the decade. Just wanna say that now

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Oh Pinkpantheress the art that you are

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Evil Dead Rise is just they/thems getting ratiod by a cunty mother zombie

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Oh my fucking lord that new Untiljapan is fucking stunning

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Jessalynn Siwa is one of the most detestable bitches to ever walk the earth

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Sideboob > front facing boob

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That Addison Rae album better SLAP, I need every song to make me feel like a bad bitch the way Aquamarine does

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Acid drip

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I wonder if anyone's ever actually seen the sidewalk crack. It feels like it's been cracked forever, but has anyone seen it break?

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The discourse around Whiplash drives me fucking crazy. I don't think Fletcher is the villain; I don't think there is a villain in the movie at all. Fletcher's a grumpy old man with an incorrect (or "old fashioned") way of doing things that doesn't conflate with success like it used to. Charlie Parker was taught the way Fletcher aims to teach, Charlie Parker is great. But, that Shawn kid kills himself because he's too depressed and overwhelmed by the pressure, womp womp yada yada. Fletcher feels some guilt, but he refuses to relent. He is utterly committed to his process. I genuinely think that's the point of the movie. It's the derangement of total artistic commitment versus the inescapable trap of comfortable mediocrity. I think the way the viewer interprets the movie says a lot about them honestly. I admire Andrew because in general, the artists I enjoy most in my own personal life are those who are dedicated to a maddening degree; their intensity, their authenticity and passion are obvious. Artists like that often yield art that's one of a kind-and to be honest, that's a goal of mine. Life is short and fleeting and unimportant and all that, but good authentic art can far outlast you, inspire new artists, keep the spirit of creativity alive, etc ... Now, setting out to be that kind of artist isn't easy, especially when you're telling a story centered around music. Technicality, precision, stamina, everything needs to be perfect when you're performing music. There can be no compromise; nothing can jeopardize the integrity of your craft. That's a harsh reality-the type of life that many people don't want to live. People see Andrew dumping his girlfriend, polarizing himself from his family, kinda becoming a belligerent asshole. And they're like, "oh what a dickhead, letting Fletcher ruin his life, letting the villain win...!" But....I think to Andrew (and by extension a certain type of person,) there's a fate worse than everything Fletcher put him through-living a dull, inconsequential life with nothing to show for it. The dangers of mediocrity are more prevalent than ever in our world, because everything is so damn easy to do. The appreciation for total dedication to the craft feels as though it's quietly fizzling out as time goes on...that's cringe to say I think, but it's true. And so, why is Fletcher the villain? Is he a good guy? Of fucking course not, he's insane. But...he met the right student. He became aligned with someone just as willing to do whatever it took to be great. To me, that's fucking beautiful.

Anyways this has been pissing me off for like a year, if anyone is seeing a massive hole in my logic, maybe I missed a scene or a motif or an undertone? Please tell me. I love this gaddamn movie and the prospect of me tragically misunderstanding it scares me