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I want to start with a confession. When I heard Antoine Fuqua was making a Michael Jackson biopic, my first instinct was a very long, very tired sigh. We all know this story, We lived that story, Michael Jackson was so famous, so relentlessly documented, so mythologised in real time that a biopic feels almost redndant bedore it begins. And yet here I am, telling you that Michael got me. Not completely, not unconditionally, but genuinely. Let's get the obvious stuff out of the

There is a particular kind of friendship that does not end so much as calcify, turning slowly into something hard and permanent inside you, a stone where warmth used to be. We have all had one. A person who knew us before we knew ourselves, who watched us become something we are not sure we are proud of, and who we left behind without meaning to, leaving us unable to forget. It is also about pop music, ghosts, the price of fame, what art costs the people who make it and the p