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Just back from my last viewing on the big screen. 11 showings. Still doesn't come close to making up for being too young to see any of Michael's concerts... :'(
Watching it on DVD just won't feel the same![]()
I'm going to try my best to hold on to the inspiration I felt while watching MJ. It's hard though. I've got that feeling of emptiness creeping up. Around me, people seem to be moving about with their lives. But the world doesn't seem quite right with him gone. Even though there will bonus material released on DVD, and new albums put out, this... is it. And it shouldn't be.
I had my last time with MJ at the theather last night. That was my 12nd time. Each one unique. Some among hundreds of silent and shocked fans (the special premier night), with my little nice or my little nephew (I love to see their amazement to MJ), on my own, with a handful of fans.
For me, TII is a gift. I know there are many mixfeelings about it, but I choose considering this a the special gift left to each one of us, no matter where we live, who we are, how long we have loved him. For many, it was their first approach to MJ.
I am proud to be his fan. I feel the pride when people say what a great ARTIST he IS and what a big wonder we have been stolen. But still, we were blessed to walk this world along with him, listening to his music and dreaming to his dances.
Yesterday night I really cried a lot. I couldn't stop and the girl by my side was so sweet to give me a tissue. You know, when you are among loving MJ fans, there is that special feeling of being all just a big family. My friends already know me and they are always worried about me, ready to give me a hug and support.
I am glad and honored I had the chance to join this last journey with so many millions of MJ fans all over the world. The initial 2 weeks turned into 5 weeks here and every time I sang, I screamed, or I cried, I knew for sure somewhere, out there, there was another heart beating for MJ too.
"We are family. Know that."
I saw it yesterday for a final time. The theatre was completely empty, except for me, but I kind of enjoyed that. Just me and Michael up on the big screen, no distractions.
I'm going to try my best to hold on to the inspiration I felt while watching MJ. It's hard though. I've got that feeling of emptiness creeping up. Around me, people seem to be moving about with their lives. But the world doesn't seem quite right with him gone. Even though there will bonus material released on DVD, and new albums put out, this... is it. And it shouldn't be.