At the end he is standing in an empty hallway of his house. And I did have the feeling that if he was still alive and he came back he would feel like a stranger in his own house.
That is the main feeling I have of Graceland. It is not his house anymore. It has been tresspassed, sold, and altered so much. I don't know if he would feel himself at home in it.
It is a museum nowadays not a home. The first floor perhaps never looked that way when he was alive and I do think it looked not the way we see it and then I don't want to speak about the upper floors. I'm wondering how that looks today. Perhaps empty and like a storage room full of boxes.
I know the stealing of valuable things began alreaddy when he was still on the bathroom floor so can you imagine how many strange hands who did not belong in his private quarters have grabbed their share to secure their comming days.
Since then Elvis has been ripped apart by so called friends.
I don't know if it is true but I heard that even his favourite horse Sun was left on the street to sell the day of his funeral by some aquintances of him hanging around Graceland back in those days.
Don't know the exact details but it sure shocked me and it makes me sad even 30years after.