My wife and I watched some 3D TV over the weekend. No, we did not get a new-fangled electronic device. We watched our son bring Michael Jackson to life in our family room.
Back in the late ‘70s, before Michael Jackson became MICHAEL JACKSON, the mega star and mega weirdo, he played the scarecrow in the movie version of The Wiz, the Motown take of The Wizard of Oz. Michael sings and dances as he and Dorothy (played by Diana Ross) and the others ease on down the road.
I had picked out the dvd at the library last week as Kai had enjoyed seeing the classic version of The Wizard of Oz on our Thanksgiving vacation. I wasn’t sure he would like this one, but thought it was worth a try. The movie started slowly, but once Jackson appeared as the scarecrow, the film, and my son’s interest, really picked up.
When the uptempo music came on and Jackson started dancing, Kai went into full dance fever mode himself, as he started stepping, spinning, and waving his arms in sync with the music, and with Michael’s moves. At one point, Kai spun away from the television, pointed and looked right at us, and said, “come on, get up and dance!”
The movie itself wasn’t great. But, having a live little Michael Jackson in our own family room enhanced the experience.
Okay, so this doesn’t make up for all the bad days he had at school lately. And, channeling Michael Jackson is not exactly the ultimate goal we have for our son. But, for a kid who once seemed extremely uncoordinated and who couldn’t even jump, this was pretty darn good.
It was the best movie night my wife and I have had in a while.
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