I was a teenager when Elvis came into my life. I watched his Ed Sullivan appearances on TV, and feel privileged to have watched his dressed in black leather performance for what was to be his great comeback. Read everything written about him and bought all his records. His singing was more than singing, it was the complete submission to the music that touched ones soul. During the scene when he fell into the trance of gospel music as a youth was exactly how I feel when listening to it today even as an 80 year old, soul and blues music is just that...it speaks to every nerve in your body.
Before Elvis, photos of all the black, soul, rhythm and blues, rock & roll singers were pinned to my bedroom wall, then Elvis became the only white singer to be placed beside them. Haven't a clue why my parents allowed it as I was raised in a lower middle class white suburb and race conversations were never discussed in my home.
The performance by Austin Butler captured the love and pain Elvis felt with his music. There is a difference in just performing to living the performance and that is what Elvis did and it was reflected in every detail of the movie. At the end of the movie the audience remained silent so as to regain their composure, it was very emotional.