The last documentation of the musical legend Michael Jackson opened Wednesday the 28th and I could not wait to see it. I made plans with my co-workers to go check it out, I knew that it was going to be an experience of great magnitude for me, not only becasuse the King of Pop is no longer with us but also because he passed away two weeks before my grandmother and I felt like I lost my entire childhood within an months time.
I'm sure you would say its odd for me to link my grandma and MJ to my entire childhood but they were very important parts. I spent my summers with my aunt and grandma in Virginia and would have a wonderful time playing with cousins, doing the crossword puzzle and also scoring lemon balls from my grandmas purse during church service. She was pretty much my first playmate and would alwaysa have a time for a game of hide and seek with me in our house. Michael envoked the performer in me, as he did with many kids, he had the coolest videos, the hottest songs, the baddest clothes, and the hugest star power. What was not to love about this man! To this day I don't know many people that were not a fan of this man. His was the first concert I ever went to at 8. I wasn't into anyone else because at that time no one else mattered to me. I can remember performing the Bad concert in my living room to cassette tape while my mom was nearby reading the paper in the dining room. That was the routine most weekends and probably a few weeknights too!
Alas, the final performance is here and I must say....I was completely moved by the documentary that the team put together. It was wonderful to see MJ full of life and being such a wonderful performer. Always the perfectionist he has to get things exactly right for the fans because after all as he says, its all for love. The effects, the time, the details, the dancers; every aspect of the show was wonderful and I know that the London audiences would have been witness to something magnetic, magical and unable to be duplicated by any other artist. Watching the film you didn't see any of the hardships Michael endured whether in his childhood or checkered adult life. He was just a man who was humble, kind, respectful and gracious enough to think of his fans and the world first. He will forever be in our hearts and minds as the greatest and will always be the King of Pop.
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