Well, I read the book. I'll probably give it another read as I'm sure one thing or another slipped me by the first time through.
I'll start by saying this... truth be told, my knowledge of MJ is limited compared to the wide array of unprecedented knowledge compiled by veteran members here. So if this book is just a rehash of previously available information, that's news to me. Making Michael is balanced, logical, coherent, concise, accessible, and well written, but at least in my experience, moves very quickly for a book that's 444 pages in length overall. This book does not pander to stans by any means and definitely does not paint Michael to be any sort of saint (hey, that rhymes, what do you know ), but I was sort of hoping it would have explored more of MJ's darker side. However, I really have no right to complain of that as I will concede to the fact that I was once a stan and cringe very hard at some of my earlier posts on this board (and I would edit them but people have replied to them, so such a course of action wouldn't reflect well upon them or me). My view of MJ is entirely different than it used to be, and that in and of itself feels very liberating.
I don't want to spoil too many things about Making Michael for those who haven't read it yet, so I'll discuss what truly stood out most to me (if you seek to avoid all spoilers and have yet to give it a read, stop reading here):
1) It seems that in accordance to this new book, Michael's foremost ambition was to be a filmmaker, E.G an actor and director (at least that's what I took away from the book going by Michael's "no immortalization" note should he have never achieved a career in film atop his career in music... which he didn't). Would he have been successful? I have no idea - what we've seen of Michael's acting ranges from passable to simply bad. It is saddening that he died before he had the chance to realize his vision, but Michael was rather at fault for such since neither his lifestyle nor his state of mind proved healthy in the end (Michael, especially with his low pain tolerance, simply didn't have the strength to overcome his adversities, problems, and hardships, much less face them). His burning desire to be a filmmaker makes sense since he was essentially forced into music and show business by his father, although his natural talent for performing made him successful as well as the work ethic Joseph basically beat into him.
2) Michael piggybacking the Sharpton artists rights movement with "Sony sucks", because of his beef with Tommy Mottola and Sony, and so he could leave Sony with his catalogue of master recordings without repaying his debt. Michael basically attacked Sony because he didn't get his way with them, not because they necessarily did any wrong to or by him (which goes to show that Michael was not very responsible or mature on a personal level). What's even more appalling is that Michael made horrible accusations about Sony and Tommy without them ever having been proven (does that sound familiar and possibly hypocritical?).
3) Michael taking Bad's slave tapes home to make alterations behind Quincy's back. Of course that wasn't called for, but no wonder they went their separate ways more or less. It shows that Michael was not afraid to be manipulative, cunning, and even backstabbing so as to get his way. I'm sure folks here know by now that Michael was not afraid to discredit his fellow collaborators either, although there are indeed conflicting accounts presented in the book. Brad Buxer with Stranger in Moscow and Jerry Hey in Speed Demon (although the latter person was "compensated" for that with extra money) present one account (Michael not accrediting or refusing to accredit others for writing), and R. Kelly presents another (Michael retracting his co-writer credit for YANA immediately upon R. Kelly's first complaint).
People seem to get different impressions of MJ according to the book - some found him to be exceptionally generous, others did not have such great experiences with him. Another highlight that this book offers is humor. Michael eating toilet paper is one such example, and upon being questioned about it, retorted with the question: "Didn't you ever eat Kleenex when you were little?" - if that isn't gross, it's surely hysterical. "Smelly Jelly" being Michael's version of "funky" is certainly funny if it isn't fascinating.
So, in summation, I can surely recommend this book to anyone interested in MJ whether they already know the information it has to offer or not. It's well thought out and accentuates MJ's professional victories as well as his professional wrongdoings. It gives off a balanced and honest account on MJ, which is something many other books don't do in favor of appealing to stans