this is it …

09Nov09

I did the walk n’ snap throw about a hundred times tonight for anybody … my mom, my brother, Colin, his brother, Callie and Lily …

Singing, “You’ve been hit by … you’ve been struck by … a smooth criminal”

Head. Pop, lock. Shoulders. Pop, lock. Neck. Pop, lock.

“Annie are you ok … so, Annie are you ok, are you ok, Annie?”

My brother, “You’re NOT a dancer, Jen.” (It seems as though I embarrass him in public appropriately).

Heh.

I finally saw This Is It today and if I have my way, maybe Colin will stream it for me so I can watch it in bed tonight before I fall asleep. And if I’m really lucky I’ll be gifted the DVD for Christmas so I can actually stand up and dance to it instead of being confined to a reclining chair in the theater, where all I can do is groove is my head, fingers, legs and feet.

I know that you, my tens of readers, are rolling your eyes at me right now and that’s quite alright. I won’t lie … it’s been difficult to find an equally big Michael Jackson fan anywhere but YouTube and Europe since he died.

But I grew up on Michael … so did my little brother. My mom forced us to listen to him on vinyl just like she did with all her 60s/70s/80s records … and we liked it. My first kiss was Michael Jackson. Our babysitter taught us the moonwalk for an entire summer. I cried at the video debut of Thriller when I was 4 (FOUR YEARS OLD, MOM! That’s how old my girls are, ha )

Anyway, today was a day I’ll never forget.

With my MJ comrades – my mom and brother – I took at seat at This Is It and was instantly fascinated and transfixed on this legend of a man, his absolutely mind blowing dancers, back up vocalists and production crew.

And holy shit, I was in awe.

Of dancing I could only dream of doing myself …

Of Michael’s perfectionism …

Of his gentleness …

Of his passion and energy …

Of the stage set including a massive background screen and that they actually taped large production films to show on that screen for the shows (you should SEE the new Thriller video WOAH) …

Oh, man. This Is It would have been such a very, very epic show.

He says at one point in the movie, “It’s all for love. L-O-V-E” … Yes! He knows. He was love, a lover of Earth and humankind (despite how hated he was by many accusatory and judgmental people of his home, North America).

And those people are the most beautiful people – the kind I of people I aim to be. Loving, forgiving, awakened, aware, hope-filled and Earth conscious.

But, wow. I don’t even know what else to say except it was the best movie I’ve ever seen in my entire life.

And if you can and love to dance … like really dance … dream of being a dancer … have been a dancer … admire good dancers … or if you just love Michael Jackson …

Then you MUST see this movie on the big screen in the short time you have left, because oh my God … it was totally golden.

I cried on the inside and bit my lip to not cry on the outside – not because I was sad but because I was so moved by the talent and pure awesomeness and beauty that is Michael Jackson and his production family.

Such head-exploding goodness.

(Obviously, I would be a horrid film reviewer with things like “head-exploding goodness”. Forgive me if you’re actually taking this review seriously … I’m just excited.)

But I loved it and being there was the highlight of my year* maybe.

Go see. It’ll fill you with groove and awe.

*I live a sheltered, yet music and dance filled, life. Don’t judge.

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