Thursday, July 31, 2008
Wimp Out Alert!
In The Dark Knight frenzy has anyone noticed that Mamma Mia, the Abba propelled stage musical turned into summertime popcorn offering more than held is own at the box office? Director Phylidda Lloyd puts her cast of middle age wonders through their paces, and while Julie Walters, Christine Baranski, Colin Firth, Stellan Skarsgard, and Pierce Brosnan appear ready, willing and able, it is the anti-Diva Meryl Streep that dives the deepest into this cool pool of ersatz tomfoolery. As I watched it and followed the dancing fools onscreen, my ever bending mind was overcome with questions. Is this 108 minutes of camp? Or is it CAMP? Outrageously self-mocking? A good-natured crayoned colored jukebox? Meryl Streep’s home movie outtakes? A kitsch-ridden Broadway Show-into-movie roller coaster? An exuberantly magical entertainment shindig? Big screen karaoke? Pierce Brosnan sings the body electric? A Chick Flick with songs? An old-school (think Bandwagon) movie musical? A new-school (think Hairspray) movie musical? Debate it, dig it, or hate it, laff at it, whichever way you go, you’ll be right, and somehow vastly entertained even if you just quite don’t know why.