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Time Out – Afraid of the Dark
By Cara Garretson
My husband went on a weekend golf trip, so my daughters and I had a girls’ weekend. We had fun, but we missed him (and by "we" I mean "I").
Martha's Laugh Lines: Gone Fishing
By Martha Bolton
When our sons were younger, my husband used to take them fishing a lot. We have scores of pictures of each with their first fish, and for one we have something more.
The Raving Redhead: FREEEEEEDOOOOOMMM!!
By Teresa Roberts Logan
I am willing to try new things ... to look like a fool ... a bigtime fool for thinking I'm funny enough to get paid for it ... and it's a freedom like no other!
Here’s a Thought: Good Theater
By Taylor Mason
The Oscars! What a night! Is there any other business that routinely congratulates itself on being itself?
The Truth Hurts: You Like Me, You Really Like Me!
By Brad Stine
So I sit in a hotel in Seward Alaska minding my own business, when suddenly it dawns on me. … I am making a movie!
Review: This Is ItNovember 04, 2009
By Phil Boatwright
This musical documentary by Kenny Ortega featuring Jacko’s final rehearsals is compiled from an estimated 80 hours of rehearsal and behind-the-scenes footage. It spotlights the legendary entertainer as he prepares for his sold-out shows at London's O2 Arena, which had been scheduled to commence in July 2009 before his untimely death in June at age 50. The 111-minute documentary includes interviews with collaborators and close friends. Regardless of his personal failings, Michael Jackson was absolutely magic on stage. No one had such hypnotic moves or glided across a stage quite like MJ. I’m more a Sinatra fan. An Elvis fan. A Roy Orbison fan. Even a Stevie Nicks fan. But the charisma Jackson displayed on screen was palpable. And these were just rehearsals. It's sad that all those connected with the show would not have their dreams realized. Everyone from the musicians to the dancers was nearly breathless by Michael’s mere presence. To be on stage with him seemed a dream come true for these devoted performers. They must have been devastated knowing that the artist they proclaimed as the King of Pop died only days before their dream was realized. And what a shame the world would not see this sold-out performance. The technical aspects are top-drawer, the director’s (and editor’s) pacing is pitch-perfect. The production is also somewhat revealing, as we see Jackson not just as a frail, self-indulgent man-boy, but a seasoned musical veteran cognizant of each aspect of the stage production. There’s some “give peace a chance” salutes, along with a mini-sermon about saving the planet, which always comes across as a shallow ‘60s Flower Power anthem. Then again, what’s wrong with a season of peace and tending God’s garden? Many will maintain that we shouldn’t support Jackson because of his rather peculiar lifestyle. But what artist is without human frailties? Frank Sinatra, for example, had a well documented darker side. Can we not enjoy these artists' gifts despite their sins?
The film is rated PG, despite the signature crotch-grabbing move used several times by Jackson and his dancers. For a more detailed review, check out the free website, Previewonline.org, where Phil Boatwright reviews films from a Christian perspective. And help support this website by buying the DVD, CD or related products from Amazon.com through these links:
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