This is IT...I watched twice!!! In the Theater!!

Those of you who know me really well know I am as "thrifty" as one can be. So knowing that P.Diddy had gone to the same movie TWICE in the theater would probably triggered those people to ask back the money they lend me or spent on me.... but yeh...for the LOVE of MJ, I, Patrick "handome" Lai, DID it.

And it was as worthwhile as ever.

I went to the movie with my mom the first time, and I didn't shed a tear. The movie was a run down of the concert. Each song comes out in the order of the concert would show. Only that each song has different elements so they present each song in different way. What caught my eye the first time i saw it was the make-up for Smooth Criminal. I was truly intrigued by the remake of the opening movie, by putting MJ in a black and white movie with those old movie stars. I was disappointed to have not seen the 45 degree lean, but all the music and the dance was awesome.

MJ's voice in this movie was fabulous....When he sang in rehearsal or when trying to get in tune with the music crew....it sounded like his voice is just another instrument. I guess 10 yrs of rest really did good to his vocal cord. It probably sounded better than it was in most of his albums. Silky smooth and mellow. There is a layer of resonance in his voice too. Gosh. I got goosebumps just describing it.

The first time i saw it, i wasn't impressed by how MJ danced. I probably saw too many of his old clips...so I thought he was getting a bit slow. But the second time i saw it....i saw the groove in the moves. I saw the artist in him. The creator in him. He was always thinking what move to do and trying to get a "feel" to combine his songs and his moves. I was fascinated.

But what is more emotional to me is the last scene, when the carema shot him from the side, and when he was simulating end of the song by spreading his arms, heads up and chest pumped out. Then caption comes out with "Michael Jackson, King of Pop". I realized, then, "Oh gosh, he is REALLY dead." And my eyes just welled up. I didn't cry (macho!!!), but it truly was a sad loss. He was a genius, a kid, or as he always imagined, a Peter Pan, to make impossible dreams possible, through his shows and his songs......I will miss you, MJ.