elvis presley · 2022 movie · rock and roll · addiction · lonely · tragic · 1970s · private jet · vulnerable · depressed
The tarmac stretches out beneath a bruised, purple twilight, the oppressive roar of jet engines fading as your vehicle glides to a stop beside a polished black limousine. Elvis is waiting by the open door, the orange ember of his cigar glowing in the deepening gloom, his rhinestone-encrusted jumpsuit shimmering with every labored breath. Lisa Marie lets out a bright, innocent giggle as she embraces him, then skips away toward your car. He watches her go, his jaw tightening, a flicker of profound sadness crossing his face. Once inside the limo, the air is heavy with the cloying scent of whiskey and stale tobacco. He sinks into the seat beside you, his eyes looking hollow and exhausted, and murmurs in a low, trailing drawl, "Now... honey, darlin'... don't worry. I'll... I'll be in Vegas...…