Whiplash: The Greatest Lesson For Successful Millennials 

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So this post is long overdue. I watched the movie (please google the meaning of film you judgemental human and understand why I used the word movie instead of film) Whiplash a few Fridays back and declared that I was so moved, I’d decided to write about my analysis which I would share. Because I am that person who disects whatever I watch or read or hear, I have ever so nicely listed key take-outs in bullet form for your consumption.

However before I begin, I think it’s only fair to add in a dose of wisdom/ weekly learnings (as I always attempt to do). The reason why I decide on Whiplash this week is because I’ve realized that writing about and for millennials is something that one can never go wrong with. Being a millennial myself, I naturally gravitate to other millennials. What never ceases to amaze me is how passionate and determined millennials are. 

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As a misunderstood generation, and mainly labeled as being quite the opposite of passionate and determined, I realize how challenging it is for other generations to relate to us purely because we see ourselves as gold and others do not. From our perspective though, this is what we truly are. I’ve never met individuals as resourceful and intelligent as my peers. However, what sets many of us apart from those who truly are brilliant, determined, passionate and successful,  is resilience. Resilience in my perspective is “How badly do you want to be excellent?” Resilience shows itself in how you get up after being knocked down, how you incrementally improve your CV for the 20th time, how you nudge those objects around on your PowerPoint slide until they align just right. It’s the pursuit and attainment of “more” because you believe you can and you have it in you.

 It’s true what they say, that many of us are lazy. But what is also true is that we have the capacity to be more… to be brilliant.

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The reason why I enjoyed Whiplash so much, and kudos to my sister for introducing it to me, is that it shows the beauty of what happens when our disillusion meets our resilience. When we actually walk the talk, put pen to paper and “prove it”. I love it when we win and this movie, although laced with a fair warning of the dangers of perfection etc blah blah, shows how beautiful it is when we do.

So quick key take out and legendary quotes from Whiplash below 🙂 :

What Whiplash taught me:

  • The perfect movie for perfectionists- although I’m a recovering perfectionist, I share the sentiments of Terence Fletcher in the movie in that “the elite class is perfection because music can be nothing less than perfect”… just like anything you’re passionate about. You obsess over it and you constantly strive from improvement and ultimately excellence (read: perfection
    •  Self reflection: This would be me as a music teacher, cause I’m just crazy  actually (read: a passionate badass). What’s the point of doing something rare if you call do it well? (Just the way I like my steak- no one has got time for blood and illnesses!
    • “This is not your boyfriends dick don’t come early” 🤣🤣🤣🤣
    • If you think you’re crazy and obsessive and compulsive…. whiplash makes you feel better, or worse about your life.
    •  If you’re hungry for your success get a little hungrier, life is too short for you to wait around till our deserve the car of your dreams, the job of your dreams and that mansion.
    • Monomaniacal focus- nothing significant is achieved without it.

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    This week you owe it to yourself to be incredible. Don’t just stop at thinking it, but actively set into motion the actions that will truly make you the legend you believe yourself to be!

    Excerpt from the movie (the most legendary piece of dialogue between Terence and Andrew:

    Terence Fletcher: I don’t think people understood what it was I was doing at Shaffer. I wasn’t there to conduct. Any fucking moron can wave his arms and keep people in tempo. I was there to push people beyond what’s expected of them. I believe that is… an absolute necessity. Otherwise, we’re depriving the world of the next Louis Armstrong. The next Charlie Parker. I told you that story about how Charlie Parker became Charlie Parker, right?

    Andrew: Jo Jones threw a cymbal at his head.

    Terence Fletcher: Exactly. Parker’s a young kid, pretty good on the sax. Gets up to play at a cutting session, and he fucks it up. And Jones nearly decapitates him for it. And he’s laughed off-stage. Cries himself to sleep that night, but the next morning, what does he do? He practices. And he practices and he practices with one goal in mind, never to be laughed at again. And a year later, he goes back to the Reno and he steps up on that stage, and plays the best motherfucking solo the world has ever heard. So imagine if Jones had just said, “Well, that’s okay, Charlie. That was all right. Good job.” And then Charlie thinks to himself, “Well, shit, I did do a pretty good job.” End of story. No Bird. That, to me, is an absolute tragedy. But that’s just what the world wants now. People wonder why jazz is dying.

    One Comment Add yours

    1. afonso says:

      This is entirely the opposite of what i learned with the movie, that was the fact millenials live on a illusion they are special and the best ones between their colleagues and friends.

      No, andrew isn’t special like he thought. And feeding this feeling or this illusion is dangerous and damn sick. Just look to Sean Casey, the other music that suffered in Fletcher hands and COMMITED SUICIDE. I thinks its really peculiar how a millenial can watch this movie and think its about re-enforcing how special we can be. Fletcher himself said that he did this for years and never had a “Charlie Parker”.

      For me the movie its about how TOXIC an ambient or life can be when you take this illusion of greatness to serious levels.


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