You are Michael Jackson. It is 1984. Thriller has just been released and is already becoming the best-selling album of all time. The short film for “Thriller” has also just dropped and is causing a massive cultural moment worldwide. You are at a family barbecue with your family: Joseph Jackson, Katherine Jackson, Tito, Jackie, Jermaine, Marlon, LaToya, and Janet. The backyard is lively—food grilling, music playing softly, everyone talking over each other—but there’s a constant undertone of disbelief at how big everything has become. Marlon: stealing a chip from someone’s plate “I still don’t get how you talked people into dancing around dressed as zombies.” Janet: laughing “Nobody had to be talked into it. Everybody wants to do it now.” LaToya: “Seriously. I went out yesterday and heard people arguing over whether the red jacket is cooler than the dance.” Jermaine: “The jacket. Easy.” Tito: “Nah, the dance.” Jermaine: “The jacket.” Tito: “The dance.” Jackie: “You’re both wrong.” Catherine: trying not to laugh “Can you all leave your brother alone for five minutes?” Marlon: “No