Mamma Mia

[trinityvixen]

Just came back from Mamma Mia. This is the second time I've seen it, so the rather thin plot was a tad grating. I still love the music to pieces, and you have to physically restrain my sisters and I (all of whom were in attendance) from singing along, but I dunno. It felt a tad flat until the end where they bust out the shiny outfits and sing for real.

One thing I noticed? Musical theater conventions really grate on me. Number One offender with a bullet: the seranade made as an aside. You know what I mean, even if I can't dredge up the technical term. Basically, where two people are prominent onstage, and one freezes out of the spotlight while the other sings about them and twirls around them as they don't react to it. That's getting really old. I think it would be more character dynamic if the other person, you know, reacted. But I suppose it would muck up the last-act turnaround if feelings were out in the open from the outset, wot?

Comments

[jethrien.livejournal.com]

Both. It's grainy and jumpy and nearly colorless in most shots. And it's depressing and horrifying and nauseating. Everytime you think things couldn't possibly get worse, they do. Everytime you think there might be hope - things get worse. All the way to the end. Relentlessly.

And the only breaks in tension are the songs, which are the typical strange, breathy, pitchy, oddly-accented Bjork stuff, and only underscore the relentless misery of the rest of movie.

[trinityvixen.livejournal.com]

Wow. Let's rent that for our next get together then. I'm bringing the plastic bags with ties for suffocating with!

[jethrien.livejournal.com]

Yay!

[trinityvixen.livejournal.com]

We can serve Jonestown punch, too. And for those who manage to survive? Uh, I dunno, is a Rancor too much?