| Artist | Jacksons |
| Song | Torture |
| Director | Jeff Stein |
| Intro | No |
| Outro | No |
| Sound Mix | Stereo |
| Technical Specifications | colour - format unknown |
The Jacksons perform inside a surreal nightmare of elaborate traps and grotesque torture devices. They are bound, suspended, attacked by spiders, threatened by skeletons, and surrounded by bizarre living walls and creatures. The video shifts between staged performances and increasingly claustrophobic images, giving the song's troubled-romance lyrics a horror-film treatment. Its most unsettling detail comes at the end, when the group poses together with a motionless figure standing in for Michael Jackson.
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It was on the street so evil, so bad that even hell disowned it. Every single step was trouble for the fool who stumbled on it. Eyes within the dark were watchin' I felt that sudden chill of danger. Something told me to keep on walkin' told me I should not have gone there. Baby, because you cut me like a knife without your love in my life. I'm out, I'm walkin' the night 'cause I just canmt stop this feelin'. ... |