Confessions of a Michael Jackson fan

The King of Pop died today. My wife told me the news while I was getting ready to lecture for the first time at the Film & Television Institute. I took the train and cued a bunch of Michael Jackson tunes on my iPod, listening to them and reminiscing while wintry thunderclouds rolled it overhead.
I remember being fascinated by the Thriller video as a very young child. My Father bought the videotape ‘Making Michael Jackson’s Thriller’ when I was just five years old, and I watched that tape almost every day. And so began my intrigue into the world of fiilmmaking.
At 14, I would force my family to spend weekends helping me reenact Michael Jackson music videos, playing a host of characters for me. I, of course, always played the role of MJ. Filming and editing these home videos influenced my passion for filmmaking a great deal.
I taught my sister to moonwalk when she was 3. She turns 18 tomorrow.
My wall used to be covered top to bottom with Michael Jackson posters and paraphernalia. I hoarded CDs, videotapes, magazines. I even kept a scrapbook.
Lord knows where all this stuff is now. I stopped being so obsessed during the nineties. Though I still enjoy listening to classic Michael Jackson tunes every so often. I always will.
And I still have that original Thriller VHS my Father bought all those years ago.
Rest in eace, Michael Jackson. And thank you!







