Hector and Ulysses measured the ground, and cast lots from a helmet of bronze to see which should take aim first.
Great Hector now turned his head aside while he shook the helmet, and the lot of Paris flew out first.
In fact, none of the students seem to mind Hectors fumblings very much, and some actually feel left out when they're not selected for--a false note that reveals exactly how stacked this film's deck is.
Sure to be among the most controversial of these is The History Boys, which adds a soupcon of illicit sex to the familiar Dead Poets Society formula: Richard Griffiths's Hector is a rotund English teacher who inspires his teen pupils with poetry and analysis and then, at the end of the day, invites them onto his motorbike to discreetly cop a feel.
The movie has a distinct gay sensibility (the students here would rather reenact scenes from Now, Voyager than listen to the period rock tunes propping up the soundtrack), but at the same time, every gay teacher here lusts after his students--and there are two more introduced besides Hector.