Mamma Mia - why'd they do this again?
Aug. 1st, 2008 12:21 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
offbalanceWho in hell told Pierce Brosnan he could sing? Because they were wrong. So, so, so VERY wrong.
I just got back from seeing the unholy, flaming train wreck known as Mamma Mia. I just. WHY? WHY? Why was this made? I have to believe that the stage show is better, because that was just...good Lord.
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blergeatkitty's assessment that Meryl Streep was probably drunk the entire time. And Amanda Seyfreid was okay, but I've seen her do better. A LOT better. But I don't know - maybe bouncing around like an idiot and shrieking a lot constitutes a good performance these days. Colin Firth hit his marks and collected his paychecks, and I think Stellan Saarsgaard wandered onto the set not knowing exactly what was going on.
And oh, it gets worse. So much worse. The choreography! (I've seen better shit in high school, and that's after Christine Viola started doing the musicals). I mean, they jumped around and flailed aimlessly vaguely to the music. It was sort of terrifying to watch. And do not even get me started on the low-brow slapstick, usually at the expense of the female characters. Even worse was the main thrust of the plot, the idea that no woman could have a truly happy and fulfilling life without a man in it. Perhaps that's not what they were going for, but the insipid dialogue really didn't help. The theater was laughing AT the movie, not with it.
There is really no way to fully encapsulate the pure suck that was this movie. No, really. More suck than a black hole in a vortex. It was worse than Across the Universe, and I didn't even think that was possible.
I'm just glad thatalcestis, blergeatkitty and I decided to do this on El Cheapo Night at Cobble Hill. Because damn. It wasn't Xanadu (the movie) bad, but it was damn close.
I just got back from seeing the unholy, flaming train wreck known as Mamma Mia. I just. WHY? WHY? Why was this made? I have to believe that the stage show is better, because that was just...good Lord.
I agree with
blergeatkitty's assessment that Meryl Streep was probably drunk the entire time. And Amanda Seyfreid was okay, but I've seen her do better. A LOT better. But I don't know - maybe bouncing around like an idiot and shrieking a lot constitutes a good performance these days. Colin Firth hit his marks and collected his paychecks, and I think Stellan Saarsgaard wandered onto the set not knowing exactly what was going on. And oh, it gets worse. So much worse. The choreography! (I've seen better shit in high school, and that's after Christine Viola started doing the musicals). I mean, they jumped around and flailed aimlessly vaguely to the music. It was sort of terrifying to watch. And do not even get me started on the low-brow slapstick, usually at the expense of the female characters. Even worse was the main thrust of the plot, the idea that no woman could have a truly happy and fulfilling life without a man in it. Perhaps that's not what they were going for, but the insipid dialogue really didn't help. The theater was laughing AT the movie, not with it.
There is really no way to fully encapsulate the pure suck that was this movie. No, really. More suck than a black hole in a vortex. It was worse than Across the Universe, and I didn't even think that was possible.
I'm just glad that
alcestis, blergeatkitty and I decided to do this on El Cheapo Night at Cobble Hill. Because damn. It wasn't Xanadu (the movie) bad, but it was damn close.
