Wednesday, November 11, 2009



Went to watch this the other day... and I must say, the whole thing kinda makes me sad.

The movie comprises various clips of rehearsals from the "This Is It" series of concerts. It shows the whole creative process of what might have been... from the dancers, to the music, to the man himself. Michael certainly was in his element. He orchestrated a lot of how the music, dances and video segments would come together. He also demonstrated a lot of technical knowledge in music, even showing the music director a thing or two about tempo.

I definintely have more respect for the guy ever since this movie. I never knew how tightly he wielded creative control over the production of his concerts. He would pick on the most minute detail... it was as if he had it completely planned in his mind. The big picture, so to speak.

And for a famous singer and performer like him, he was surprisingly soft-spoken. He was always polite, telling people nicely how to do certain things from his point of view. The producer had plenty of respect for him, and everyone on the set seemed honored to be able to work with him on this concert. This fact came through especially clear for me during one instance when he was dancing onstage. All the dancers watching from the floor went totally wild, cheering and hooting like a bunch of crazy schoolgirls. Albeit young, these were professionals in their own right, and to see them act like this just showed how much they looked up to him.

At one point, he was also gracious enough to share the limelight with an electric guitarist. She had come forward and was really hitting the high notes on her musical instrument. He encouraged her to play a segment one tone higher, louder and longer. As a result, what was previously a short, shrill note became a drawn out, shattering scream, giving the music an extra punch. "This is your time to shine," he said.

At the end of it all, as the closing credits rolled. I couldn't help but think it was such a waste. He was planning what well could have been the concert of the century, and a well-deserved comeback tour to seal his status as King of Pop. It's such a pity he didn't get to do that, and live on to retire and spend time with his kids.

It's true what they say... You never seem to cherish something until its gone. I think that's what Michael's death taught me, and the millions of people who knew and now miss him world-wide.

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