Mamma Mia! Here We Go Again

It's Christmas, you're a hostage to what the family want to watch on TV, this is why I watched this.

Well that and the prettiness of Lily and Alexa.

The weird thing is I am, always have been, and always will be a huge Abba fan. Seriously, I was buying second hand vinyl before I'd even reached adolescence. So you'd think these films were right up my street right?

Wrong.

They are so artlessly put together to make me consider watching the equally naff and totally excruciating Mrs Brown's Boys instead in the vain hope that it might be less cringe.

The great Bill Bailey said of the first Mamma Mia! that it was "like being hit over the head by a piece of Ikea furniture. Painful, but you've got to admire the workmanship" And that's exactly how I feel. I will never stop loving the beauty and craft of an Andersson and Ulvaeus song, but these films are excruciating. I do not know how they attract some of the talent they do and, this time around, talents like Alexa Davies (pictured in the link above) who was so brilliant in Raised by Wolves deserve a better stage.

But I know that I'm weirdly in a minority as, for many, this is celluloid prozac. I know that I have real problems with jukebox musicals in general - see Sunshine on Leith. You see, I feel that songs are very personal to us all and, as such, their meanings are unique to each and every one of us. Having someone crowbar a story around them and trying to tell you their meaning is a bit annoying and expecting an emotional response from you for their creation can be a big ask. Many of you answer their call and that's more than fine in my book, but this isn't for me.

Great music though...just a shame it's the actors singing the tunes.

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