Beginning with the kinetic opening shot — in which the camera travels down a dark conservatory hallway to home in on a lone young man (Miles Teller) feverishly practicing on a drum kit — scenes
of percussion abound, often shot in sensuous close - up with
drops of blood and
beads of sweat visible on the instrument's taut surface.
And everyone down below was yelling at each other, pointing fingers, barking red - faced, neck veins popping,
beads of sweat falling all salty and slow like bombs we should never have
dropped.