So much crucial information irresponsibly ignored in a sterile fairytale telling of Michael Jackson's youth.

They should've cast an actor but Jafar did ok considering, obviously him being Mjs nephew does a lot of that work for free.

Going for the hero/villain arc was such a weird shout for a film that is about (half of) a person's life.

Would've been nice to hear actual covers of the music instead of doctored recordings of MJ.

All round lackluster film that is a product of what is left when a production company, artists and the family of the deceased argue over what the film should be.

Kenneth Branagh is awful. He shouldn't be allowed out of his house. Stop letting him make films. He's so awful. I feel sick.

Fuck.