One of the best movies I've ever seen: Dead Poets Society

I have seen lots of films and many were very good. The Dead Poets Society is a great film. I've seen it twice: first I think it was when I was 13; the second time was this past year. When I was 13 I understood, more or less, the plot. Then last year, I saw it with other eyes: I mean, I could understand more aspects of the film than the first time (for example, the ethical values). I really enjoyed it because it is a film that you can see it lots of times and you will not get bored and you will learn new things every time. A little summary of the film would be like this:

The film is set in Welton University, the best private school in the UK. In the beginning of the course came a new teacher, Mr. Keating. Most of the teachers are very disciplinary and authoritarian, but Mr. Keating made dynamic classes with the only goal that said: we have little time in our life and we must make the most of every moment (Carpe diem). But this way to teach didn't like to the other teachers, and therefore they had a conflict of interests. Even the principal told him that is an unorthodox system; and that there is already established a system at the university. 

A group of Mr. Keating students, after researching its history, discovered "The Dead Poets Society ", founded by Mr. Keating (a former student of the school); they asked on this subject and the professor explained them the whole story. Then these students wanted to refound this club and they loved more and more poetry (another Professor Keating's objective).

Through the force with which Mr. Keating taught them and showed them that in this life we must fight for what one wants to, Neil (one of the students) decided to confront his father at the decision to become an actor. He denies it, and he even pulled out of school. Finally, Neil commits suicide. That is why Professor Keating was dismissed from the university, because the case was investigated and investigators found that Neil, belonged to the new Dead Poets Society.

Finally, when Mr. Keating gathered his things in the classroom and when he was crossing the door, he turned over and saw how his students stood up on the tables and increasingly raising the voice, they were saying "Oh captain, my captain." Students pretended to show that they had not betrayed him, but simply had been forced to lie when they were questioned one by one about the "Dead Poets Club".