Unbreakable (Michael Jackson)

Unbreakable (Michael Jackson)

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1987 Everyone wants something from Michael Jackson. The record label wants another Thriller. The press wants headlines. His managers want more. The world wants more. Carrie Bennett is the first person who asks what he wants. Hired by Katherine Jackson to help manage a growing crisis behind the scenes, Carrie arrives in Los Angeles expecting a difficult client. Instead, she finds herself pulled into Michael's world. As deadlines close in and the demands on Michael become impossible to ignore, Carrie becomes his fiercest advocate. The one person willing to question everyone around him. Neither of them expects friendship. Neither of them expects trust. And neither of them is prepared for what happens when those things become something more.
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