A couple of weeks ago Earl and I ventured out on a Monday night to see “Mamma Mia”. We had seen the stage production a couple of years ago in Chicago, so we had a good idea of what to expect in the movie. We weren’t disappointed.
I think I blogged about this before, but the crowd in the theatre was having a grand time during the entire flick and it’s one of the few times that I’ve seen a theatre full on a Monday night. At the end of the movie much of the audience applauded. That’s always a good sign.
One of the things that bothers me a little bit is that I keep hearing all this negative stuff about the movie. “It wasn’t believable.” “The singing wasn’t stellar.” “The cinematography was awful.”
Listen. The movie was **fun**. Remember when we used to go to the movies to have fun? Going to the movies is a chance to escape from this drivel we call “reality”. Engaging yourself in a television show or a movie and disconnecting from the laws of society is a great way to escape. So what if Pierce Brosnan didn’t sing like some great opera star. Who cares if it’s unlikely you would see people running through a Greek resort singing. The movie was meant to be fun! It was a friggin’ campfest and that’s the way it was suppose to be!
I think one of the problems with American society is that we are taking ourselves WAAAAAAAAAY too seriously these days. People just don’t know how to have fun anymore. (I also think another problem is that people aren’t getting enough sex, but that’s a different blog entry).
Crimminy, lighten up people! After all, you can dance, you can jive, having the time of your life!
