The movie is about a man who emotionally abuses his students into becoming good musicians. It works, of course, and everyone, including that monster, gets a happy ending. It’s the most viscerally unpleasant film I’ve ever sat through, and I only stuck with it just hoping it was leading to a grand, cathartic ending in which, idk, the teacher would get a drumstick shoved all the way up his fucking nose, but no. The kid does good on the drum at a show and everyone’s okay in te end.
Fuck.
That.
Let’s just say I had a very different interpretation of the film.
+1000000
+100000000 J.K. Simmons’ screaming at me.