How I Came To Love The Biebs and Not Be Ashamed of It
by Jansen Musico
Justin Bieber: Never Say Never (2011)
D: Jon Chu
S: Justin Bieber
I have fully succumbed to the fact that some things are just unexplainable. How someone like me, a former Bieber-basher, became a true Belieber after watching Justin Bieber: Never Say Never still baffles me. Perhaps there can only be one reason: subliminal mind control. It must have been the 3D hair. The way he swayed those heavenly blond locks in slow motion might have caused some of my neurons to go haywire. Or maybe it was the acoustic version of “Baby” that pulled on the heartstrings that I didn’t even know I had? One thing is for sure, there’s something about the Biebs that makes him so worthy of admiration.
Never Say Never chronicles ten days of Justin Bieber’s life; ten long days leading up to his sold-out concert at the Madison Square Garden. We get a behind-the-scenes look at his rehearsals, his down time, his crew, his family, and for the die-hard tween fangirls, gratuitous amounts of his surprisingly toned barely-legal flesh. But to describe the movie to be just that would be unfair both to the Biebs and the movie itself. Of course, the term ‘movie’ would be technically incorrect. At best, I’d classify the film as a soft mockumentary, because it does not only present the reality of a teen popstar’s life, it also makes fun of it.
Justin Bieber is a popstar. He knows it, he owns it, and he uses it to his advantage. He’s not trying to be someone he’s not. He just loves to perform. He was given a rare opportunity to show off his skills, and he’s working hard to get better. Unfortunately, these are statements I cannot prove by mere words. There’s just something about raw footage, raw videos capturing a young tyke playing any instrument you put in his hands, which just leaves you speechless. He is a musical savant. Even my musician friend, who was reluctantly forced to watch the movie with me, changed his mind about the Biebs completely. Justin Bieber might be just another factory product, but his talent is undeniable, and that’s what pierces through the entire film.
Sure, some scenes were cheesy, and yes, watching a 3D hand stretch towards you while singing is weirdly hilarious, but they make the whole experience worthwhile. Being in the middle of Justin Bieber’s MSG concert is like being in a Michael Jackson show. I’m not even taking that back. Growing up watching MJ’s videotaped concerts, I felt and saw the same energy and intensity in this boy as he took the stage. The songs which I once found highly annoying became endearing. It was then I realized that it wasn’t the songs that made him who he was; instead it was the other way around. That idea of mine was proven when Miley Cyrus took the stage with him. Their duet exposed a Disney robot from a real artist.
The footage was taken about a year ago. Justin Bieber is seventeen now. He’s since experienced puberty, chopped his hair, started dating, and flung his middle finger up for the media, and all I can say is I’m excited. If he keeps himself surrounded with the same group of people he was with during the start of his career, he’ll go farther than just being this year’s hot tween sensation. He’s got mad talent being chained by the popstar system he’s currently in. I can’t wait for him to break free and do more with it. Hopefully it’s good.
Oh, and don’t take my word for it. I’m just a Belieber now. What do I know?