By Walter J. Kin
(Approx. 2,400 words)
A theater classroom in upper Manhattan hums with the chaotic energy of adolescence... The film opens in a dreamlike sequence: a teenage chorus belts out the number “Broadway,” an over-the-top fantasy about stardom...
Reality snaps back. Joseph Shapiro, late forties, a passionate, somewhat disheveled Jewish music teacher, stands in the real classroom, clapping twice. “Save it for the Tony Awards,” he says, smiling faintly. He is beloved but misunderstood: a man who believes in art as salvation, yet hides behind humor to shield a lingering grief — the recent death of his mother, Miriam, a former cantor and Holocaust scholar.
The high school is a magnet academy for performing arts — a melting pot of cultures, dreams, and frustrations... The students represent modern America in all its messy brilliance. **Maya**, fiery and funny... **Eli**, brilliant but brooding... **Sara**, the quiet violin prodigy... **Oksana**, a recent Ukrainian refugee... **Tyrone**, an African-American beat producer... **Leah**, Orthodox-raised but rebellious...
Shapiro erases the board and writes: Final Project: “Reimagining Jewish Music for the Modern Stage.” Groans fill the room. Eli raises his hand. “With all due respect, sir, nobody listens to that stuff anymore.” Shapiro smirks. “Then you’ll be the first.” The task: reinterpret a Yiddish or Hebrew folk song in a modern idiom. Rap, pop, EDM — anything goes. Oksana quietly says, “Where I’m from, people die for singing those songs.” The room stills.
Shapiro’s project divides the class. Eli mutters, “This is nostalgia tourism.” That night, Shapiro plays softly on his piano — a haunting lullaby in Yiddish. He whispers: “I’ll keep your music alive, Mom.”
Quick cuts show students experimenting... Tyrone programs hip-hop beats under klezmer clarinet riffs... Principal Goldman, pragmatic and nervous, warns Shapiro: “Parents want contemporary art, not cultural archaeology.”
He discovers an old reel-to-reel tape labeled “Miriam 1958 – Kol Nidrei.” In his mind, she says: “Music remembers when people forget.” He writes her words on the chalkboard the next day.
A full-class rehearsal implodes... Eli mutters: “Maybe the problem isn’t us. Maybe it’s the music.” Sara approaches Shapiro after class. “My grandmother played something like this,” she says, pulling out a worn violin notebook... Inside — **Tumbalalaika**.
Shapiro decides to enter the project into the upcoming National High School Music Championship... Oksana collapses in tears. She reveals she lost her brother in the war back home... “This is why we sing,” Shapiro says. “So people remember.”
Shapiro writes one word on the board: **FREEDOM**. Below it, he sketches a crude treble clef turning into a dove. The next chapter — Act II — begins.
(Approx. 3,200 words)
The camera pans across the school hallways... In the music room, the students rehearse Tumbalalaika... The once fractured class now moves as one... A title fades in: **Act II – The Sound of Becoming.**
Shapiro gives them a listening assignment — old field recordings of Jewish laborers singing in ghettos and camps... Maya whispers, “They sound like they’re still alive.” Shapiro replies, “They are — as long as you listen.”
Principal Goldman calls him in: “Joseph, this can’t go public. We can’t risk controversy...” The first showcase before the student body is a disaster. The video of the fiasco goes viral... Goldman suspends Shapiro’s project.
Late that night, Shapiro walks through Times Square... He ducks into a quiet synagogue. An old cantor hums Kol Nidrei. Shapiro kneels, realizing that his mother’s legacy isn’t to preserve the past, but to bridge it. He returns to school... “You think we failed? We just rehearsed our resurrection.”
The video of the performance leaks online and blows up... A slick music producer messages Eli: “Let’s make it big. Ditch the school — come solo.” Eli signs a preliminary deal. When Maya finds out, she’s devastated. Their romance fractures.
Shapiro slams the piano. He plays the Kol Nidrei melody... “This isn’t about who’s right. It’s about who remembers.”
The team travels to Washington, D.C... Shapiro says softly, “You’re not performing music. You’re performing memory.”
Scandal. A rival school accuses them of plagiarizing a “public domain folk tune.” Shapiro refuses to fight legally — instead, he uploads the performance to YouTube with the caption: “For everyone who believes that joy can be inherited.”
Shapiro receives a mysterious voicemail: “...Broadway Foundation. We saw your performance. We’d like to discuss a full stage adaptation.”
Shapiro looks at the sky, whispers: “We did it, Mom.” Slow motion: the class laughing, crying, hugging... Freeze frame on their faces. Super: TO BE CONTINUED — “JEWISH 2: THE BROADWAY SEASON.”
(≈ 3 000 words)
The scene opens on the National Championship Stage... Tears, screams, laughter. The impossible has happened. Cut to black. Title: **Act III – The Rebirth of Sound.**
The kids cheer, but a strange tension lingers. Agents offer contracts... Shapiro calls a meeting... “If you can sing for the dead, you will teach the living to listen.”
A new email arrives from the philanthropist — Daniel Roth... They enter a professional studio for the first time.
A copyright claim arrives... Funding is frozen. The dream flickers. Shapiro brings a box of his mother’s journals. He opens the piano and begins to play a new melody based on her scribbles.
The pro-bono law team wins. The corporate claim is dismissed... Daniel Roth restores funding. He books the Kaye Playhouse for their first public workshop performance.
Eli is asked if he’ll go solo. He smiles: “We go together.” Shapiro signs the Off-Broadway Residency contract. Six months later... Epilogue Montage: Oksana runs a refugee choir... Tyrone launches a YouTube channel...
Shapiro sits at the piano, alone. He plays the opening bars of “Shema Yisrael.” In the reflection of the window, he sees his mother smiling. Her voice joins his as an echo: “Hear O Israel, the music is alive.” He nods, whispers, “Always.” The camera pulls back through the window, out into the city...
Closing Title Card
JEWISH – A Feature Film by Walter J. Kin
Based on Original Music and Lyrics from Jewish the Musical®
© 2025 Double Sign LLC / Walter J. Kin – All Rights Reserved