Because the necrophilic love affair with and endless cash-ins on Michael Jackson’s death show no signs of slowing at all, it was announced this week that Michael Jackson’s estate (that shadowy organization of Jackson family members you see walking around Los Angeles saying “ch-ching ch-ching ch-ching!”) is pushing to make a Michael Jackson biopic. And you can guess which parts of his life it will be leaving out.
Now that the public circus that was Dr. Conrad Murray’s trial is over, we can all go back to whitewashing Michael Jackson’s troubled history and continue eulogizing him as a fallen folk hero and kinda sorta ignore some of the seedier parts of his life—as seems to be the case with the biopic Jackson’s estate is pushing for, which would “only cover certain periods of the late singer’s life.” Translation? Jackson’s estate is going to make a movie in which you see a young man emerge from the Jackson 5 to become the King of Pop, he’ll moonwalk a little bit, date Brooke Shields, sell a billion records, have a few kids, and then die peacefully in his bed, with just about everything from 1991 up to now being left on the cutting room floor.
John Branca, the executor of the Jackson estate, has approached Ivan Reitman and Tom Pollock’s Montecito Picture Company about the possibility of producing and financing a Jackson biopic… Pollack confirmed that the two sides are engaged in early talks but cautioned that there is no deal in place.
What do you think of a Jackson biopic?