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In an age where mediocrity and self-esteem is praised over gaining
proper credit and earning what you want in life, there is an underbelly,
a certain undertow of resentment and disgust that comes with it, an
otherwise looming powder keg of sheer loathing at the average and under
achievers excelling where the truly superior wither away, and what
director and writer Richard Powell does is spread out every bit of
vitriol concerning the social climate and applies it to the tragic tale
of a teacher forced to do nothing but deal with utterly detestable human
beings on a daily basis and can do nothing but vent in his mind and face
the fact that this is his life and he can do nothing but wallow in his
own bile while hatching schemes of revenge against these dregs of
humanity that will never come to fruition because he himself is just one
in many mediocre individuals who will do nothing with their lives and
accomplish very little respect or legacy.
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As the film continues director Powell amps up the tension
and distress to disturbing proportions as our character
Geoffrey Dodd is forced to rant to himself while engaging in
activities that become ever more startling by the minute.
What Powell
essentially does is draw his own Travis Bickle; a normal
seemingly average schmuck forced to deal with a world that
offers nothing and leaves zero argument for its worth while
he will eventually crack and blow in ways that we simply can
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Dodd's own desires
come in to play regarding students and his co-workers you will not be
able to keep from cringing and eventually take a second look at your
mild-mannered teacher when you're in school. Because the menaces aren't
always sitting beside you, but heading the very class you're attending.
"Worm" of course could not have succeeded were it not for the
outstanding (emphasis on outstanding) performance by Robert Nolan who is
absolutely menacing and horrifying as this disgruntled teacher who hides
in his briefcase and ogles female students from afar planning his own
little escapes with them while always on verge of breaking and
unleashing a flurry of violence and bloodshed. Nolan is given the weight
of the film on his shoulders and he pulls it off brilliantly reacting to
every monologue in his head with a grimace and sneer and offering up his
own little forms of payback to anyone who crosses him. Richard Powell
has struck a chord here and this is worthy of a high attention.
Ultimately if I could,
I'd love to see a feature length version of this since this could
basically become a "Taxi Driver" for the modern era that could touch on
the themes of education and the under-appreciated educator. Richard
Powell skillfully directs and writes with a superlative performance by
Robert Nolan and I suggest this to anyone who crosses paths with it at a
festival.

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