Hard to believe that eight years have already passed since Michael Jackson’s death, but time’s a goon like that. And as the King of Pop settles in the ground, the question of what shape his legacy will take must be answered. While we’d be remiss to gloss over the ethical lapses and general trainwreckishness of the man’s final years (and doubly remiss not to point out the cruel, exacting factors in his life that drove him to that mental state), the time has come for a bit of enshrinement. Next month, the Michael we prefer to remember — the virtuosic performer, the boundary-pushing titan of black art — will return for a glorious new tribute.
Over the past few days, the Netflix-Cannes Film Festival debate has been reaching new heights. This morning news arrived that the streaming platform/studio has purchased the rights to Bubbles, which is not a movie about the delightful little spheres of soap fill with air, but about Michael Jackson's pet chimp.