Michael Jordan – Air Time

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Michael Jordan – Air Time
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New to DVD! A unique look at one of sport’s most celebrated superstars interweaving Jordan’s spectacular on-court highlights with an intimate look at his life off the court.Amazon.com
Michael Jordan had won two championships and lived through two small scandals when this documentary-lite was made in 1993. During his 1991-1992 season, the unauthorized book The Jordan Rules accused the player of being a bossy, hot-tempered team captain, and questions about Michael’s off-court gambling habits arose. Still, as the level-headed Jordan notes, he had decided that year that the only person who could knock him off his pedestal would be himself–not a book author or media folks. In short, Michael matured. And while watching Air Time, it’s hard not to believe in a guy who’s had to believe in himself so often–especially when you see the endless stream of media pressure and public attention the man faced every day. It puts Jordan’s love for golf in a new light, as a serene escape from the NBA circus.

While the video sprinkles Jordan’s commentary throughout, it covers the Chicago Bulls’ first two championships (with downright cool footage of the 1992 playoff series against the Knicks); Michael’s second Olympic experience; his commercial endorsement work; and a music video with the ever-ghoulish Michael Jackson. Sneak peeks into Jordan’s home life with Juanita and the kids are also tossed in. What’s most engaging, though, is not walking down memory lane into the Bulls’ glory days against L.A., Portland, and every other NBA team, but learning what a truly stable and genuine off-court demeanor Jordan has. In an age when young players proudly sport their arrogant, entitled attitudes, Michael’s authentically gracious ways are those of a dying breed. After all, what red-hot player today–when given the opportunity to be captain of a Dream Team featuring Magic Johnson and Larry Bird–would defer without hesitation to his elders? Latrel Sprewell, he’s not–and thank goodness. –Karen Karleski