On June 25th, 2009, the world was rocked by the tragic, shocking news that Michael Jackson - the biggest and most influential music icon since Elvis Presley - was pronounced dead on arrival at a Los Angeles hospital. He was 50 years old. As the news reverberated around the world, it was accompanied by even more shocking and controversial information - a sickening revelation to Jackson's millions of fans: that Jackson had died in the care of his personal physician, Dr Conrad Murray - a whole 83 minutes before Murray put a 911 call in to emergency services.
In this, a comprehensive and truly horrifying account of those crucial minutes - Murray's frantic attempts to cover his tracks and revive his client before the truth could be revealed - are laid bare. This is a compelling, multi-perspective tracking of all who were involved at the scene, and their part to play in the events surrounding Jackson's tragic passing. The shocking cocktail of drugs employed to keep Jackson alive, adminstered by Murray himself; the harrowing and squalid conditions in which this troubled musical genius ended his life, all is 100% accurately described from official court transcripts and documentation. A powerful and compelling account of the brutal truth behind the rumours.
In this tiresome account, Richards and Langthorne provide the already well-known details of Jackson's dysfunctional family, his alleged pedophilia, and his descent into drug addiction following the burns he suffered during the filming of a Pepsi commercial. Richards and Langthorne attest that January 27, 1984, was the beginning of the end for Jackson, as he grew more and more dependent on narcotics to ease his pain. After Jackson meets Conrad Murray in 2006, Murray assumes the mantle of the King of Pop's personal physician, and their lives are intertwined forever. The authors ramble on needlessly about Murray's native country of Grenada in addition to pointing out that the debt-ridden Murray was just as much in need of Jackson as Jackson was of easy access to drugs. Sprinkling their allegedly objective chronicle with judgments about "bizarre" nature of the "tragedy," they conclude that Murray was negligent in his care for Jackson and speculate against all evidence that the singer might still be alive if Murray had practiced good medicine. In the end, the authors succeed in illustrating little more than what readers most likely already know.