MOVIE ALERT TONIGHT CYRESS CREEK THEATRE IS CLOSED DUE TO WATER PROBLEM: WHITNEY MOVIE IS SHOWING AT GATEWAY AT 7:10 PM
July 6, 2018 by Jramos4000@aol.com
FRIDAY MOVIE CHANGE – CYPRESS CREEK IS TEMPORARY CLOSED
WHITNEY MOVIE IS SHOWING TONIGHT AT GATEWAY AT 7:10
SORRY WE JUST GOT THIS NOTICE
JULY 6, 2018
WHITNEY – A Documentary

Here’s the thing about Whitney Houston: She was so incandescent (the power-belting gospel-pop majesty of her voice, the radiance of her presence) that if you sat through nine documentaries about her, you’d probably experience, each time, what I did during the early scenes of “Whitney” — the hope that the beautiful, enraptured young singer in front of you will now, at long last, find a way to defeat her demons, that they won’t drag her down, that somehow, this time, the story will turn out different.
.Because surely, it’s one of the most tragic — and, its way, inexplicable — downfalls in the history of American show business. Cocaine addiction, of course, is an insidious monster, but Houston, even after rehab, kept returning to it, as if she wanted to destroy herself. To see her life story is always, on some level, to be buzzing with a single question: Why? Why did the most astonishingly gifted singer of her generation go down a road of darkness and self-sabotage when the very essence of her presence is that she filled the world with light? A lot of people are sure that they know the answer; the most knee-jerk one, of course, is that she should never have gotten involved with the smarmy lightweight B-boy Bobby Brown. There’s truth to that, but as “Whitney” captures that’s too easy an answer.

Macdonald’s multi-faceted portrait of Houston allows us to touch the intertwined forces that did her in. He captures the spiritual division that ran through her youth: how she grew up in the hood of Newark, during the racial tensions of the ’60s, then moved to East Orange, where she was suddenly in integrated middle-class paradise; how her mother, the R&B singer Cissy Houston, shielded Whitney and groomed her, teaching her to sing with perfectionistic rigor, but spent so much time on tour (mostly as a backup singer) that Whitney and her brothers had to stay with a variety pack of neighbors and relatives; how she came from a legacy of amazing singers (not just Cissy but her nieces, Dionne Warwick and Dee Dee Warwick), all of whom Whitney echoed in her phrasing; and how the family looked, as one witness puts it, “like ‘The Cosby Show’ of Dodd Street” — but, in fact, her father was a corrupt civil servant and jealous philanderer, who tapped his family’s phone to track his wife’s movements.
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