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I now will "Never Say Never"

I left on my mission back in 2008, not knowing, hearing, or feeling inflicted with Bieber Fever. Upon my return I became aware that apparently he is the biggest thing and pass time for girls age 4 and up. Kassie and I watched the Documentary "Never Say Never" after hearing really amazing things about it. When the film first came out in theaters I was just about 100% sure I would never even look at the cover again. However, I have begun to develop a more charitable attitude towards films thanks to my variety of history and theory classes at the BY. Even my professor was caught at the dollar theater watching the film, I guess one of the students got a photo and later posted it on Facebook.

So was it good? Mmm, I think my opinion would be different than the hosts of females throughout the world who cry at the thought of the spunky Canadian dancing across the stage. But it was neat to see how apparently good, clean, and wholesome Justin is. What was particularly neat for me to see was the influence of his grandparents and his Mom and the relationships fostered there since he was born. As he was leaving to the US his grandpa explained in the interview that this marked an end of an era and one which he was pretty sad/happy to see.

The structure of the film is all around one question, "will Justin have a good show at Madison Square Gardens?" This, I think, was the weakness of the movie. It was a good attempt at offering a climax, the crisis being when his throat is all swollen and everyone is all scared that he won't be able to preform. It could be my bad attitude, but couldn't he just perform later? The crisis didn't feel much like a crisis. Justin tweeted to his fans, "I will never give up on you." That sounds nice, and it is, but really - if your sick that is fine, we can just re-schedule. I probably don't understand the significance of it all and the music scene but it was somewhat contrived.

The film was saturated with Justin performing and screaming girls with many scenes reflecting one of the first music documentaries - Hard Days Night with the Beatles. I wasn't surprised with the film, or really disappointed. I just felt sorta like saying, NEVER SAY NEVER. Maybe that isn't such a bad thing for everyone to try and incorporate into their paradigms and attitudes.

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  1. Is it worth seeing for the average movie watcher, in your professional opinion?
    I still don't really know anything about the kid except what I hear from the teenage female patients at my work...

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  2. depends on what the average movie watcher is interested in :) It didn't change my life, but it was interesting to see how Social Media really took
    a role in promoting him to where he is. It is sort of interesting in that regard, but it isn't something I think everyone would like.

    I hope that helps! My opinion is not that professional.

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