Armond White is one of the most creative thinkers alive. His pop culture analysis is razor sharp, unique, and defiant. He is also one of the rare critics who recognizes the meaningful connection between visuals and music. His music video deconstructions are frighteningly cutting edge. When I read his writing, I feel like I am reading my inner id: reject common wisdom, find the fearless truth of your own voice. Anyone with a creative soul will love Armond White.

—Joseph Kahn, film & music video director

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Keep Moving: The Michael Jackson Chronicles
by Armond White

The Community of Desire: Selected Critical Writings (2001-2007)
by John Demetry

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Friday, December 18, 2009

Keep Moving: The Continuing Chronicles

Since the publication of Armond White's KEEP MOVING: THE MICHAEL JACKSON CHRONICLES in August 2009, the continuing interest in Michael Jackson's still-vital art provided more opportunities for Armond White to keep the MJ discourse moving:

Keep Moving: The Continuing Michael Jackson Chronicles

Interview with Armond White, Author of Keep Moving: The Michael Jackson Chronicles
by Lauren Trainor

The Motown Problem
NYU Presentation

Michael Jackson’s This Is It
This Is It movie

Keep Moving: Michael Jackson's Video Art

Showbiz As Usual
Nine movie

Better-Than List 2009
This Is It > Me and Orson Welles
Kenny Ortega structured Michael Jackson’s rehearsal footage into a postmodern movie-musical that revealed facts of protean showbiz genius that Richard Linklater kept deflating in his humdrum quasi-bio-pic.

Do Movie Critics Matter?
It seems that film critics, as a breed, survive even though so much else in our culture is moving further and faster away from intelligence, individuality, morality, and literacy: As the filmmaker James Toback put it, “the deterioration of life as we know it.” Still, film critics persist, just as great movies—such as Jan Troell’s Everlasting Moments, Michael Jackson’s This Is It, and the Coen Brothers’ A Serious Man—persist, in the face of technological changes that leave little room for art, reflection, or human expression.


  1. We are millions.
    And we will not be silent.
    Not this time.

    Something beyond vicious was done to Michael Jackson, and everyone knows it. Even now after his death, the same people who went after him for no greater reason than personal ambition, seek to justify their persecution by painting him as a cheap drug addict. Yes, Michael was taking an extreme drug at the end. The effect of such a drug however, is not to heighten consciousness, but to obviate it.

    But what got him there? What made a young man known for his abstention - to the extent that he didn’t even drink pepsi, end his days in a made-to-measure trauma room? Does anyone care that a little boy from Gary, Indiana who grew up in front of the world's lens, worked for every cent he ever made by dint of his own blood, sweat and tears, dazzled millions of people with his craft and passion; was so ill-served and abused by first - his father, then the American criminal justice system and a collusive media, that oblivion was his best case scenario every night.

    Life has a way of moving you on, even from the most painful things. But I know a part of me will carry the summer of 2009 with me forever. Actually I want to carry it, I am honoured to carry it. To remind me of what we have lost collectively and what I personally will never forget. I am not ashamed to be heartbroken. For if you can remain unmoved in the face of the epic trajectory of this unfeasibly talented human being, the seemingly ambivalent legacy of that which he leaves behind, the sheer magnitude of what Michael Joseph Jackson achieved here - you substance is stone.

    For this is legend. We have witnessed legend. Other generations had theirs.
    This is ours.

    And I will show respect.

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