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Out of Theatre Michael Review

2 min readOct 12, 2026

from when i saw it

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Weird.

Uncany feeling.

Staring into a hazy mirror with the vaguest silhoutte.

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That apparition never left my body as my eyes were glued to the dreamlike wonder of an imitatoring doing their job perfectly. Every HeHe and hip thrust accents this thought as he removes his sunglasses and reveal the eyes of another person entirely. It reminds me that human genetics are the strangest and greatest science as I look at an eerie recreation with artidtic interpretation.

Besides the flowerly outlook on MJ’s nephew and his starmaking performance, the rest of the film those encounters of flash emerge from, fall facefirst into muck.

Michael’s struggle to forge his own destiny rings hollow as constant win after win, being portrayed as THE family head through credit earned cattleprods the “uphill” battle with the biggest missed potential brand imaginable. How will this gain a Part 2? Should it have been straining for a Part 2?

Why does it feel so FLAT for an uphill rise for the King of Pop? This movie is the Weenie Hut Junior rollercoaster of rags to stardom story. I feel nothing from this portrayal of an icon.

The way the filming of the Thriller music video itself serves as an example of this film. During the writing process for Mj’s solo album, he watches old horror movies while in the background another of the famous tracks play, intercut with three stitched together scenes of working in the studio with Quincy Jones trying to find track one.

Most of the middle of the film feels as though we are watching Michael jump the creation process of his masterpieces. As if there was more they filmed but hacked away in order to save those moments, the moments that should gather the audience together to rally behind him, feel as though they have been skipped in order to serve more recreations of Mj’s TV hits and performances.

In my confusion, I’d rather rewatch the music videos alone, without the wet napkin covering of the “behind the scenes”.

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