In 1989 screenwriter Tom Schulman won the Academy Award for Best Screenplay Written Directly for the Screen for Dead Poets Society and was honored with a number of nominations including WGA and Golden Globe writing awards Set in 1959, New England, the story centers on an unorthodox English teacher's struggle to inspire independent thought and a passion for life in his class of young boys His insistence that each of his students seize the day and make the most of life inspires their impressionable minds.


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  1. Ahmad Sharabiani Ahmad Sharabiani says:

    Dead poets society‬, N.H. Kleinbaum

    Dead Poets Society is a 1989 American drama film directed by Peter Weir, written by Tom Schulman, and starring Robin Williams. Set in 1959 at the fictional elite conservative Vermont boarding school Welton Academy, it tells the story of an English teacher who inspires his students through his teaching of poetry.

    In the autumn of 1959, shy Todd Anderson begins his senior year of high school at Welton Academy, an all-male, elite prep school. He is assigned one of Welton's most promising students, Neil Perry, as his roommate and is quickly accepted by Neil's friends: Knox Overstreet, Richard Cameron, Steven Meeks, Gerard Pitts, and Charlie Dalton.

    On the first day of classes, they are surprised by the unorthodox teaching methods of the new English teacher John Keating, a Welton alumnus who encourages his students to "make your lives extraordinary", a sentiment he summarizes with the Latin expression carpe diem.

    Subsequent lessons include having them take turns standing on his desk to teach the boys how they must look at life in a different way, telling them to rip out the introduction of their poetry books which explains a mathematical formula used for rating poetry, and inviting them to make up their own style of walking in a courtyard to encourage them to be individuals.

    His methods attract the attention of strict headmaster Gale Nolan. ...

    تاریخ نخستین خوانش: روز دوازدهم ماه ژانویه سال 2002 میلادی

    عنوان: انجمن شاعران مرده؛ نوشته: ن.هـ کلاینباوم؛ براساس فیلمنامه تام شولمن؛ مترجم: حمید خادمی (لاهیجی)؛ ماهرخ دبیری؛ مشخصات نشر تهران، نشر سمر، 1371، در 190ص، موضوع داستانهای نویسندگان آمریکایی - سده 20م

    مترجم: زهرا طراوتی؛ نشر نیماژ؛ 1397؛ در 184ص؛

    روزی رفته بودم دخترم را به دانشگاه تهران برسانم، یادم نمانده چرا در خیابان کارگر رو بالا راه میرفتم، از یک کتابفروش یا دستفروش باز هم یادم نیست، این کتاب را خریدم، و در حال راه رفتن به سوی بلوار، کتاب را ورق زدم، و در حال راه رفتن آن را خواندم؛

    فیلم انجمن شاعران مرده، زودتر از انتشار رمان آن، به نمایش درآمد؛ «نیل»، «تاد»، «ناکس»، چارلی، «ریچارد»، «استیون» و «جرارد»، دانش‌آموزان سال اول کالج «ولتن» هستند؛ «نیل» و «تاد»، تحت نظارت شدید خانواده‌ شان هستند، که اصرار دارند پسرانشان پزشک، و وکیل شوند، اما «تاد»، دلش می‌خواهد نویسنده شود؛ در آغاز سال تحصیلی تازه، استاد ادبیات انگلیسی دیگر می‌شود، و فردی به نام «جان کیتینگ»، جایگزین آموزگار پیشین می‌شود؛ روش تدریس «کیتینگ»، با آنچه دانش‌آموزان، پیش‌تر به آن عادت داشتند، کاملاً دیگرگونه است؛ او دیدگاهی نو، نسبت به ادبیات دارد، و از دانش‌آموزانش نیز می‌خواهد، با نگاهی تازه به چیزها نگاه کنند، و...؛

    نقل از یکی از سکانسهای فیلم: «زندگی را غنیمت بشمار، غنچه های گل سرخ را کنون که میتوانی برچین، زمان سالخورده درگذرست و همین گلی که امروز لبخند میزند، فردا خواهد مرد.»؛ پایان نقل

    تاریخ بهنگام رسانی 12/06/1399هجری خورشیدی؛ ا. شربیانی


  2. Maria Maria says:

    I went to the woods because I wanted to live deep and suck out all the marrow of life! To put to rout all that was not life. And not, when I came to die, discover that I had not lived.

    “Carpe Diem,”... “Seize the day. Make your lives extraordinary.”

    I watched Deat Poets Society movie a few years ago and I still sometimes watch its clips. It’s one of my all-time favorite
    movies. A week ago I was scrolling through my Goodreads feeds and found this book and I screamed like
    WHAT??? THIS BOOK DO EXIST?!! Boy, the relief I felt.
    This book isn’t only about poetry, it’s about life, dreams, love, everything. It’s a silver line in the clouds
    of despair and helplessness we feel. Parents think that they are doing the best with their children but
    often they don’t. While dreaming big for the children, they don’t pause for a moment to ask them,
    “what do you want?”, “are you happy” or “what makes you happy?.” The pressure they put on children often leads to what happened at the end of this book.
    I think every other person who reads or watch Dead Poets Society will feel this connection with the characters because we all have been through what Neil, Todd and the others were feeling. Since I knew what was going to happen, I just couldn’t stop my tears as I was reading Neil getting excited about acting, doing his best to get the part and dancing with joy when he got it. He was so full of life. He brought back the Dead Poet Society, he made his friends do what they love, he was there for Todd, he was just the perfect human being!. And when he took his life, it was like he took a piece of my heart with him. As Todd said, “Neil wouldn’t kill himself! He loved living!” Damn it, he loved living!
    And Todd, Todd is so precious. His poems, his love, his loneliness, you can’t help but love him and want to comfort him. I love how he stands for the Captain at the end and told his parents off.
    Charlie, my Nuwanda boy! I love him. And I love Knox. Meeks, Pitts, all of them. My dead poets!!!
    And how can I forget about John Keating! “O Captain! My Captain!”. Keating is like The Person we all need to meet at least once in our life time and it’s our misfortune that rarely we meet people like him.

    Here are some of Keating’s quotes:

    “I say—drivel! One reads poetry because he is a member of the human race, and the human race is filled
    with passion! Medicine, law, banking—these are necessary to sustain life. But poetry, romance, love, beauty? These are what we stay alive for!

    “That the powerful play goes on, and you may contribute a verse.” …”What will your verse be?”

    “And don’t limit poetry to the word. Poetry can be found in music, a photograph, in the way a meal is prepared—anything with the stuff of revelation in it. It can exist in the most everyday things but it must never, never be ordinary. By all means, write about the sky or a girl’s smile, but when you do, let your poetry conjure up salvation day, doomsday, any day. I don’t care, as long as it enlightens us, thrills us and—if it’s inspired—makes us feel a bit immortal.”

    “Lads, there is a great need in all of us to be accepted, but you must trust what is unique or different about yourself, even if it is odd or unpopular.”


    I can talk and talk about this book. This will ever be in my heart.


  3. KyneWynn KyneWynn says:

    I started to read this book -- and couldn't get past the first chapter -- unfortunately, like other, books written after the movie was made, it falls short of literary sparkle. I love the movie though, and for me it will always be a reminder. My husband, son, and daughter were in a stage version of this play -- for opening night. My husband died that night. This is a poem I wrote about the juxtaposition of the two:


    In Fifty-five Words

    Father and son,
    Playing father and son:
    On stage, the dialogue
    Between the character
    Neil
    and his father was electric;
    Excellent casting decision.
    It was just like watching them
    At home.
    Teenage angst,
    Overbearing father--
    In a way,
    Disturbing.
    In the end,
    on stage,
    the son committed suicide.
    At home, that night,
    My husband
    Died.

    PS: It is now nine years later, and while in many ways it has gotten easier, the two will be forever entwined. In remembrance, every year on the anniversary of Kelly's death, I watch Dead Poets Society; it feel fitting somehow.


  4. Ladan Ladan says:

    O Captain! my Captain!
    our fearful trip is done, The ship has weather’d every rack, the prize we sought is won, The port is near, the bells I hear, the people all exulting,
    While follow eyes the steady keel, the vessel grim and daring;
    But O heart! O heart!
    O the bleeding drops of red,
    Where on the deck my Captain lies,
    Fallen cold and dead.

    O Captain! my Captain!
    rise up and hear the bells;
    Rise up—for you the flag is flung—for you the bugle trills,
    For you bouquets and ribbon’d wreaths—for you the shores a-crowding,
    For you they call, the swaying mass, their eager faces turning;
    Here Captain! dear father!
    This arm beneath your head!
    It is some dream that on the deck,
    You’ve fallen cold and dead.

    My Captain does not answer, his lips are pale and still,
    My father does not feel my arm, he has no pulse nor will,
    The ship is anchor’d safe and sound, its voyage closed and done,
    From fearful trip the victor ship comes in with object won;
    Exult O shores, and ring O bells!
    But I with mournful tread,
    Walk the deck my Captain lies,
    Fallen cold and dead.


  5. Ivana Simanungkalit Ivana Simanungkalit says:

    Carpe Diem!
    Seize the day!!
    This is my favorite movie and novel all the time. Poets, wise words, experiences, love, passion and youth are things that make life beautiful. This story is a best learning for student-wants-to-be-teacher in the future (yeah..just like me) because lots of things mentioned in this story should be realized by us...all of us.


  6. Mina Mina says:

    I can't remember ever rating a book at one star. Oh, yes I do. Wuthering Heights. And I HATE that book.

    Okay. I love this film. Loved it in the late 80s and I love it still. The movie is not based on the book; the book is based on the movie.

    It's not great. It's little more than a copy of the screen play. (Which probably would have been a better read.) The writing was poor. Drab. Telling. The author quoted the school dog. "Gggrrr." I'm not kidding. There were some small liberties taken, as I assume there would need to be for legal purposes. And while they were still poorly written, at least those scenes did not have quite the same feel as having to sit and listen to my mother tell me about a great movie she saw in real-movie time. The rest of the novel did.

    The plus? Takes less time to read than watching the movie. So I guess if you're pressed for time ... nah. Just watch the movie. It's a bazillion times better. And then you get to watch young, cute, tortured Sean Robert Leonard for 2 hours. It's a win-win.

    (Now how to be diplomatic about this next week at my first-ever attending of a book club I've joined, for which I read this "novel." I may have to keep on the quiet side.)


  7. K. Elizabeth K. Elizabeth says:

    3 / 5

    A meaningful book and classic (though I think this was written based off the movie?); it’s a story that everyone should read/watch. That being said, even though I enjoyed this, I was left a little disappointed and wanting more.

    While I didn’t see that ending with Neil (but I completely understand why it went that way), I wish the rest of the characters could have been more developed and less dramatic. This entire short novel felt too theatrical and only a few characters seemed to have their own personalities. The rest morphed together — and for me, characters are (almost) always the most important aspect of the story.

    I especially didn’t care for Knox and Chris. Quite honestly I thought their so-called relationship was one of the most unimaginable and dull romances I’ve read about. This could be because I didn’t like Knox, and Chris was two-dimensional and moronic (sorry, but not really).

    For a novel/movie that is so highly praised, I expected to feel moved (or at least more moved than I was). Regardless, I do think this is meaningful and important to book to read, because the message of following your dreams is an important one. But it’s one that could have been done better, with more development and craft.


  8. Settare Settare says:

    I read this when I was fourteen, and at the time, I loved it so much I started rereading it right away. If I recall correctly, at some point I even considered it to be the best book I'd read. I mean, what can you do, fourteen-year-olds get emotional about books.

    (I still have fond memories of this book and its movie, of course.)


  9. Tukunjil Nayeera Tukunjil Nayeera says:

    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 pursuits and necessary to sustain life. But poetry, beauty, romance, love, these are what we stay alive for.

    আহা.. কি চমৎকার একটা কথা!!

    মুভিটা দেখেছিলাম অনেক আগে। নিচের সিনটা রিওয়াইন্ড করে কতবার যে দেখেছি তার কোনো হিসেব নেই!

    Oh captain! My Captain!



    আমার কাছে মুভির চাইতে বইয়ের আবেদন বরাবরই বেশী। তাই মুভি দেখার পরপরই ঠিক করে ফেলি বইটা পড়ে ফেলতে হবে!

    শুনেছিলাম মুভি থেকে কোনো কোনো বই লেখা হলে সেটার মধ্যে সাহিত্য থাকেনা। কিন্তু এই বইয়ের মধ্যে সাহিত্যের কোনো ঘাঁটতি আমি পাইনি। বরং মুভির মেসেজটা আরও স্ট্রং ভাবে ধরা পড়েছে!

    Carpe diem. Seize the day, boys. Make your lives extraordinary.

    একেকটা দিন শুধু নিঃশ্বাস নিয়ে বেঁচে থাকাটাই জীবন নয়। প্যাশন কিংবা স্বপ্নে বাঁচাটাই তো জীবন!

    একদল স্কুল পড়ুয়া ছেলেদের এই গূঢ় কথাটা কে বোঝাবে যেখানে স্কুল শেখাচ্ছে ডিসিপ্লিন, অনর, এক্সেলেন্স, ট্র‍্যাডিশন হল জীবনে উন্নতির সোপান! শিখিয়েছেন জন কিটিং, ওয়েল্টন একাডেমীর ইংরেজি শিক্ষক। অতি চমৎকার একজন শিক্ষক তিনি। টোড এন্ডারসনের ভিতরে লুকিয়ে থাকা কবি স্বত্বাকে তিনি বের করে না আনলে টোড কোনোদিন জানতেও পারতো না সে কি চমৎকার লিখতে পারে! মি. কিটিং একজন ট্রু ইন্সপিরেশন!!

    আরও একটা স্ট্রং মেসেজ আছে এই গল্পে।

    বাবা-মা না বুঝেই নিজেদের অতৃপ্ত ইচ্ছেগুলো চাপিয়ে দেয় নিজের সন্তানদের উপর। একবারও জানতে চাচ্ছেনা সন্তান কি চায়, কি তার স্বপ্ন। এভাবে খুন করে ফেলছে নিজের আদরের সন্তানকে! তাই নীল পেরির মৃত্যুর জন্য টোড যখন নীলের বাবাকে দায়ী করে আমি তাকে একটুও দোষ দিতে পারিনা!


  10. Michelle Curie Michelle Curie says:

    "Because we're only going to a experience a limited number of springs, summers, and falls. One day, as hard as it is to believe, each and every one of us is going to stop breathing, turn cold, and die!"

    We all have teachers that shaped us more than others. And those who have left a lasting impact on us are to be appreciated and be thankful for. Dead Poets Society is a love letter to an exemplary one and while the message is sweet, the execution is nothing but clumsy.



    This is one of those rarer cases where the book has been based on the film of the same name. I didn't actually know this until I was half-way through reading it, quite astonished that a novel so awkward could inspire a film that is considered a classic today.

    I'm assuming most people reading this will already be familiar with the plot: We follow a group of friends at Welton Academy, an elitist boys school, where the new teacher John Keating stirs up their routines by challenging them live life to their fullest.

    The story is sweet, but the writing just isn't. This is very close to its source material, but Kleinbaum doesn't seem to have fully understood how telling a good story works differently on paper than it does on the screen. It's not enough to show glimpses of conversations and transcriptions of interactions assume that the reader will be able to bond with these characters. What feels like a cliché on screen will appear even more so on page, when there aren't any visuals to even the stereotypes out.

    It's not the writers fault, but it doesn't much help that nowadays the phrase Carpe Diem has lost its power to a considerable degree – no longer it is the enlightening phrase that is going to inspire you to explore every corner of life, but has long become a meme of sorts with it gracing cheap mugs and wall tattoos all over the world.

    At core, this isn't horrible, but maybe do just watch the film and leave it at that. There's nothing more to gain here.