lizzie

in light of recent shallow, deeply evil cinematic endeavors, i would like to bring back up the only important film ever made about michael jackson.  with the release of the biopic, it’s made me sick seeing the amount of people who continue to attack the victims and claim he’s innocent. i can’t stomach it. i thought, naively, that we had grown as a society. but the outpouring of people on social media deluding themselves about the reality of his OBVIOUS and WELL DOCUMENTED predatory behavior just because he happens to be one of the greatest performers of all time makes me lose faith in humanity. if this were any other person on planet earth it wouldn’t even be a debate.  BELIEVE VICTIMS. even when the predator is possibly one of the most talented performers/songwriters to ever live. unfortunately incredible artists are bad people a lot of the time. i truly think no one who believes he is innocent has watched this film. if you can watch this film and come away still insisting that the accusers are liars, i think you are probably a ghoul who doesn’t have a soul. this is not just a film about michael jackson and his crimes, it is a deeply sad and disturbing documentary about probably the most uncomfortable topic for anyone to discuss: CSA. how it’s often committed by a close family friend, how the victim often doesn’t understand that it’s abuse even well into adulthood, how societal shame makes them blame themselves, and how all-consuming the grooming process really is. It’s understandable why people want to pull the wool over their eyes, bury their head in the sand, and live in blissful ignorance. however, that is unfathomably cruel to the victims who have to live with the trauma of these events for the rest of their lives. skip the graphic descriptions if you must, but listen to their stories. i cannot imagine the level of courage it took for these two men to dredge back up all of their most traumatic memories in front of a world that they surely knew would be skeptical at best and violently hostile at worst. i have so much respect for them, i’m deeply moved by their bravery and resilience.  as a society we like to believe predators are creepy old men who live in basements and contribute nothing to society, but that’s extremely harmful. predators are everywhere and often smart with important jobs who are most probably deeply involved in their community and often go into professions dealing with children. it’s how they get away with their crimes for so long. that’s the scary reality. someone can be skilled, talented, artistic, creative, and also the worst type of human scum alive. “he didn’t have a childhood” right. he didn’t. and unfortunately instead of advocating for the safety and protection of child performers, he decided to become a vampire and steal the childhoods of little boys with the same dream he had. and such is the cycle of abuse. it’s not that hard to understand. thankfully, these two men decided to end that cycle and speak up, so hopefully people will be more aware of the psychological affects of CSA and find more empathy in their heart when victims choose or don’t choose to come forward.

*“to my darling wife leon, whom i love more than any man has loved another man in all eternity, i leave $2700 from my $10000 life insurance policy to be used for your sex change operation.” * i actually can’t believe these words were uttered by al pacino in an oscar nominated film from the 70s. so ahead of it’s time. wow yeah sometimes good is good and the critics are correct, this is a perfect film. so thrilling, so human, so perfectly directed. i’m shocked at how many times i laughed out loud, it’s actually the best dark comedy ever. when he said “oh girlie, please” i actually knew i was in for the experience of a lifetime. that line reading alone was worthy of the academy award. al pacino you should’ve played gay in 1000 more movies

*i’ll get your longing glances… but he’ll get your ring </3* the tension and chemistry in this film was so visceral! so much is conveyed without words. really beautifully done, i love repressed sapphic yearning that rips my soul out

i cannot believe francois arnaud watched this in the theater next to HIS MOM