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zacshian · 13 hours
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We talk a lot about the dead poets society. But think about the original D.P.S., where Mr. Keating was a member. Imagine their poetry , imagine their ideas...imagine what made Mr. Keating as Mr. Keating that influenced the new D.P.S.
Imagine the original dead poets and their genius.
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"You say things and people listen. I'm not like that"
"Mr. Anderson thinks that everything inside of him is worthless and embarrassing. Isn't that right, Todd? And that's your worse fear."
I love Todd's arc and his character. It can be extremely difficult for some to find their voice and believe that said voice is worth sharing.
It also seems as though Todd grew up in his brother's shadow. Being told by his parents and teachers, it's not Todd's voice they want. They wants Jeff's. This would only add to the difficulty of speaking up, especially for himself.
Then came Neil, Mr. Keating, and the dead poets.
One thing I always appreciated with this film is that Todd doesn't have this one moment of breaking out of his shell and then he's suddenly confident and outspoken.
It's takes time and support. Neil and Mr. Keating are frequently coaxing Todd out of his shell.
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For example the scene of Neil convincing Todd to go to the dps meeting, the "No" scene in the dorm between Todd and Neil, Neil getting Todd to yell the lines at the dock, Mr. Keating clocked Todd and inner thoughts and feelings immediately and actively showed how much he believed in Todd, they both challenged Todd more than once.
Then the dead poets society is a group of people who are all incredibly supportive of one another. They are friends who root for you , they celebrate your wins, they sit with you and listen when it gets bad. For Todd specifically I think this helped a lot with making him feel comfortable and willing to slowly open up to them. Their reaction to Todd's poem he makes up on the spot and in a deleted scene Todd reads aloud an original poem for the poets and I loved to see their reaction when it's finished. They are all so supportive and clearly proud of Todd, standing and cheering for him.
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All this to say I love to see how this slowly builds throughout the film.
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yellowjackets96 · 3 months
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just father figures staring at their surrogate sons with all of the pride and admiration and affection in the world
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Thinking about Neil from dead poets society and how in the beginning of the movie mr. keating does the iconic "poetry, beauty, romance, love. These are what we stay alive for"
Then at the end of the movie after Neil's dad stops him from acting, he dies. Neil didn't have love and he wasn't allowed to experience the poetry and beauty of his passion. So he didn't stay alive.
And I think it's what really makes this movie great, showing how without our creative passions, we're nothing but unhappy machines stuck in a never ending loop of monotony that isn't worth living in.
Which can also be applied to today and how everything is based on numbers, no big media company creates just to create anymore. They take numbers and just make something that The Numbers say will make them the most money.
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scrappycam · 4 days
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Afterall, we're just living in a world made by Neil Perry's father, and dreams stitched by Mr. Keating.
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musingsofmemory · 1 month
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In a modern au, one of the poets would eat alphabet soup and when the words somehow form a ghost of a sentence they take a picture, send it to Todd and go “Todd look! Pure poetry in its raw form!” And Todd’s almost immediate response (aside from almost throwing his phone into the wall) is “I’m so tempted to block you right now, friend.”
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fandomfiish · 1 year
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John Keating is having one of those sleepless nights, it rarely happens to him but after the events that transpired the past two months its been happening more frequently, and it's due to the fact that he's terrified that something would happen when he was asleep.
Not towards him or his wife, but to their newly adopted son. Keating felt himself smile at the word son, Neil Perry, who is currently sleeping in the other room. His mind flashed back to how it all happened.
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It was suffocating to be inside a room at a hospital, especially when the person on the bed is someone that became so special to you in a short time. A feeling he knows all the poets know all too well.
They've gotten to this routine of them visiting Neil at the hospital twice a week, which was at the Hospital's request as he knew the others would love nothing but to visit Neil every day. But alas the other had to rest and he had to explain it to the students.
The nurse came in after round of laughter came from them when Charlie told a joke, signifying that their time is up. And after a while the poets who usually looked downtrodden now had smiles on their faces, after all, Neil was close to being discharged and coming back to them.
"Mr. Keating." He finds himself stopping as the other poets start to leave the room, Neil requesting the nurse for just a little bit more time to talk to Keating which both were thankful for when she agreed.
"What is it, Mr. Perry?" He said smiling, although it fell off when he was the other face fall.
"Please don't call me that," He said unable to meet the older eyes, "I don't want to be called like Father."
Keating nods, "I apologize for it then," He then looked at Neil wordlessly asking him how should he call him. "Neil." The other replied, which made Keating smile. "I'm sorry then Neil."
Once he saw the smile return from the other he decided to speak again. "What is it you want to talk to me about, Neil?"
"I'm..." Neil starts, now looking at Keating. "I'm turning 18 next week, same time as I'm returning to Welton." Keating nods, letting the younger one speak.
"And I thought- No, I'll be moving out of my parent's house. I don't want to return there any more." Neil's voice was low as if not want anyone else but him to know. "There's too much in there that I don't want to remember."
Keating finds himself sitting on the edge of Neil's hospital bed. With a smile he replies. "I support your decision there Neil, but I must ask where you'll be staying when you move out."
Neil seems to anticipate that question due to his answering quickly.
"I was gonna stay with Charlie's for a while as I try to find work so I could pay for Welton and my daily necessities. I know It will be hard to juggle a job, school, and acting but I can do it, I promise you, Mr. Keating." Neil finds himself speaking faster at the end, looking at Keating with pleading eyes hoping that he'll understand and accept it.
Keating thinks it was a sound plan, although given that Neil still has rest once he gets discharged and the amount of missed activities he had on Welton, he thinks of something that might help the other.
Then he remembers calling his wife last night, them talking about how their lives were going, and once their conversation steers to Neil and the poets he remembers his wife's offhand comment of wanting to adopt Neil so they'll finally have a son.
And then Keating had an idea. And he had to say it fast, Neil took his silence as him disagreeing and he can see the other slowly moving away from him.
"Neil, I have a proposition for you. And I want you to understand what I'm going to say okay?" He starts as Neil's eyes find him again and once he's sure he got the other's full attention he starts.
"You have quite a good plan there, but I hope you don't mind my concerns about you tiring yourself to the bone, especially when you're supposed to still rest once you've left this place." He stops to look at Neil and he saw him looking defeated, Keating just hopes that what he asks of him next would cheer the other up.
"So here's my proposition, Me and my wife would care for you once you are eighteen, so you can move into our home and you can study and enjoy acting without worrying about paying anything." Once he finished talking he saw the awestruck look Neil is having, then he saw tears welling up on Neil's eyes.
"I-Is that true Mr. Keating? You'll take me in, truly?" Neil asks once more not believing what is happening. And he smiled when Keating smiled at him. "I-I thank you so much, Mr. Keating, I would love to!" And he founds himself enveloping the other in a warm hug, Keating was surprised for a second before he reciprocated. And the two stayed like that for a few minutes before they heard the knock on the door, signifying their time is up.
Neil was the first one to let go, but he was smiling broadly, something that Keating haven't seen in a while and he was thankful he can see it again.
"We'll talk about it when you return alright?" Neil asks, and Keatings nods before turning to the door and opening it, then stops when he heard Neil speaks.
"Guess I have to get used to calling you dad now huh?" Keating felt warmness on his chest when he heard Neil call him that, which cause him to smile broadly. "Guess you should, son." And when he left the room he tries to remember how Neil visibly brightened at him calling him son.
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After days of moving and an unpleasant conversation with Mr. Perry Neil was able to move to his new home, their home.
The other poets upon knowing it the exact day he told Neil, were all elated. Charlie even says they can visit Neil a lot more now since he's with Keating. And when he told his wife, she sounds so elated and wants to meet them soon.
This is why the other poets are all sleeping in Neil's room, they called it a sleepover and it was more chaotic than the usual Keating household, but he wouldn't want it any other way.
He leaves him and his wife's room as he went to Neil's room, seeing almost all of the poets sleeping, except for Neil. Who was staring at the ceiling with a pleased look on his face, at the sound of the door opening he looked in that direction and smiled seeing Keating there, with a smile on his face as well.
"Couldn't sleep?" Keating asked.
Neil shakes his head, "Just thinking." He then looks at Keating who's waiting for him to continue, and so he did. "Of how much things have changed, since I've done that." Keating nods, knowing that the subject was still sensitive to the other.
"I have to thank the poets for being there for me, and you for taking me in. I've never ..." He smiles. "I've never felt so alive, so loved. And I thank you all for that."
Keating smiles about to speak when Neil did it first. "Thank you, dad." Keating felt his breath hitch from the name, and he finds his smile go wider.
"You deserve the love, son. You really do."
And John Keating and Neil Keating smile at each other, knowing that whatever happens in the future they'll have each other.
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@inahallucination @theluminoussunflower HEALING , FLUFF , NEIL LIVES, ADOPTION!
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shawnfairy · 1 year
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We read and write poetry because we are members of the human race. And the human race is filled with passion. And medicine, law, business, engineering, these are noble pursuit and necessary to sustain life. But poetry, beauty, romance, love, these are what we stay alive for.
John Keating, Dead Poets Society - Nancy H. Kleinbaum
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iflewaway · 2 years
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Dead Poets Society but it's a drama club au where Todd writes plays and scenarios, Neil is obviously a really talented actor, Meeks and Pitts are in charge of sounds and lights, Charlie likes to do make-up and costumes, Knox is the versatile guy who always has good ideas but he prefers to do romantic plays, and Cameron tries to be the director but he always complains about something, especially about Neil always being the main character because Todd said so. And of course Mr.Keating is the referent teacher, and he is very proud of his little crew of gays drama students.
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stevenmeekslover · 10 months
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If Mr. Keating called on me to do an improve poem and spin around like a child about to hit a pinata in front of the entire class, I'd probably faint on sight.
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marigoldenchrys · 8 months
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Oh Captain, my Captain!
Dead Poets Society (1989)
I knew I'd cry watching this movie but I watched it anyway. Great for eye cleansing.
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estherdedlock · 2 years
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You know, Mr. Keating and Julian Morrow aren’t really all that different. In a way, what Mr. Keating does is far more dangerous. Julian’s into atmospherics and aesthetics---the only reason his lectures go awry is because he finds such an unusual pupil in Henry. Mr. Keating, on the other hand, is actively bent on changing the way his students think, and act, and live---and not only is he more aggressive in his methods than Julian, but he’s working with students who are several years younger and therefore, more vulnerable to influence.
I’ve honestly never felt comfortable with all of Mr. Keating’s conduct, especially  the way he treats Todd. The scene where he announces that “Mr. Anderson thinks everything inside of him is worthless” has always felt incredibly inappropriate to me. He’s an English Lit teacher. He has no business psychoanalyzing his students, especially not in front of the entire class.
Just like Julian Morrow, Mr Keating is well aware of the way his students idolize him, and he visibly relishes it. He uses his charisma and considerable influence to encourage his young pupils to take risks and make their lives “extraordinary,” but gives them nothing but poetry and raw emotion as a guide. So Charlie Dalton almost gets expelled for a stupid stunt, Knox Overstreet (such a great name) stalks a girl, and Neil Perry...well, we all know what happens to Neil. Mr. Keating isn’t directly responsible for any of this, but he’s certainly acted irresponsibly and at times selfishly where these boys are concerned. And he exhibits no sense of accountability for any of it. That final scene that everyone finds so stirring? All I think about is that Mr. Keating could have come to get his things at any time. He waited until the English class was in session and then interrupted it so that he could bask in the “Oh Captain, my Captain” adulation of his boys one last time.
On that note, here’s some extra-dark academia for you. (This gets grisly, so please watch responsibly.)
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Listen, I have never wanted a Dead Poet's Soceity remake, okay........ BUT Pedro Pascal playing a Mr. Keating type character would actually heal me.
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musingsofmemory · 2 years
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I think, personally, that Ethan Hawke deserves more credit for always posting regularly to his Instagram and sprinkling in a spritz of humor into his captions so much.
Absolute legend.
Like really though why aren’t we talking about the man’s Instagram captions they’re so entertaining and honestly whenever he makes a post my day immediately gets better.
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fandomfiish · 1 year
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Oh wow I have polls
Ok Dead poets nation time for poll
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barely-a-person · 1 year
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today's piece of media that i'm crying about is dead poets society. i'm crying about it for just a whole lot of reasons but i'm curious, what are some of the things in this movie that make you cry. let's bond over it
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