Sophie's Choice: Seyfried (far right) sizes up three potential dads: from left, Skarsgard, Brosnan, Firth
1) Any film that asks us to imagine the comingled semens of Pierce Brosnan, Stellan Skarsgard, and Colin Firth competing in the fallopian tubes of Meryl Streep ought to be at least slightly more compelling than this.
2) In terms of what we film snobs call mise en scene, this thing makes Across the Universe look like, erm, It's Always Fair Weather.
3) My Lovely Wife notes that just about every production number looks like something you'd see on the satellite music video channel they have on all the time at that Uzbeki restaurant in Queens.
4) Speaking of My Lovely Wife: Her and Colin Firth=Officially Over.
5) It would have been kind of cool if in that scene where Sophie (Amanda Seyfried) gets on the boat with her three probable fathers, she...no, I can't say it.
6) That dude Christine Baranski is mauling in the "Does Your Mother Know?" number—is that, like, Eddy Grant's grandson?
7) Wow, I really do feel kind of bad about all those nasty things I said about Across the Universe.
8) Boy, "S.O.S." sure is a catchy sumbitch, ain't it?
9) Anyone who slags Pierce Brosnan's vocal stylings in this picture clearly has not experienced the majesty of Oliver Reed in Tommy.
10) Actually, I've got to give Brosnan credit for trying, and for doing some homework—he applies the mannerisms of Mark Knopfler (and sometimes even Richard Thompson and John Martyn) to his gruff pipes, which is apt. Apt for his pipes. Not necessarily for ABBA songs.
11) Meryl Streep is demented!!
12) (SPOILER ALERT!!!!) It's kind of cute that Skarsgard ends up with Dudley Moore at the end. No, wait, that's Julie Walters.
13) My Lovely Wife, as it turns out, isn't all that familiar with Julie Walters. Attempting to sum up Walters' place in '80s cinema, I described her as "Emily Watson avant le lettre." That's pretty good. I think I'll use it some time.
14) I'll admit it: the "Waterloo" rendition in the end credits almost made the whole thing worth it.
15) I kind of want to have sex with Christine Baranski. Is that weird?
What's with the way they play everything to the back row of the theater? Skarsgard was ok, sort of played it as though the character was some kind of human person or something, and Seyfried occasionally makes the over-emoting kind of charming. But why does everything have to be so broad and loud? They know there's a camera and a microphone just a few inches from their faces, right? Was The Producers movie musical such a huge hit and I just didn't notice?
Posted by: Josh | July 15, 2008 at 12:38 AM
And I was so excited to see Colin Firth and Pierce Brosnan in the same movie. I won't tolerate anything that ruins my crush on Colin, which has been going strong since I was 12 and didn't even understand how sex worked.
Plus, Seyfried reminds me of my fiancé's ex. Tramp.
Posted by: Liz | July 15, 2008 at 12:40 AM
Josh—yeah, the movie really is as loud as your average superhero blockbuster smash-em-up. Even Frankie and Annette used to modulate!
Posted by: Glenn Kenny | July 15, 2008 at 08:12 AM
I haven't seen Mama Mia but the plot seems to reprise some dead-on-arrival Gina Lollabrigida vehicle I saw about a million years ago called "Buona Sera, Mrs. Campbell." Italy or Corsica or someplace takes the place of wherever Mama Mia is set and Pierce Brosnan is played by Phil Silvers. I can't remember who the other two guys were.
Posted by: Nick | July 15, 2008 at 09:48 AM
Good call, Nick! The two other guys were Peter Lawford and Telly Savalas. The daughter was Janet Margolin, for heaven's sake. In this one, the heroine is running a kind of scam to keep her daughter well brought-up—each of the three guys is paying a sort of voluntary child support—while in "Mamma Mia" Streep's character wants nothing from the guys, and particularly doesn't want her daughter to meet them.
The gender-reversed version was that horrible Shirley Conran novel/major TV movie event "Lace," which begins with Phoebe Cates confronting Brooke Adams, Bess Armstrong, and Mrs. Bernard-Henri Levy and demanding "Which one of you bitches is my mother?"
My Lovely WIfe and I were just reminiscing about how much we enjoyed Amanda Seyfried as the dumb one in "Mean Girls." What happened?
Posted by: Glenn Kenny | July 15, 2008 at 09:59 AM
I'm sure Mama Mia is as bad as everyone says, but combine the burgeoning negativity toward it with what was said in print and online about Sex and the City (and The Other Boylen Girl and others), and there seems to be a possible overreaction to bad movies aimed at the ladies. While bad movies aimed at us fellas become guilty pleasures, the venom spewed out at women's movies seems to suggest that we wish they would go away and leave us to our ruggedly masculine playpens.
Posted by: Herman Scobie | July 15, 2008 at 12:32 PM
I wasn't trying to convey complete negativity so much as a kind of giggly horror, Herman, but I get what you're saying. And as ham-fisted as "Mamma Mia" is, you have to admit that it at least, in certain respects, has its heart in the right place. But, yeah—the brickbats aimed at this and "Sex and the City" look pretty funny when placed besides certain ponderous fulminations on the deeper meanings of such fare as "Hancock" and "The Dark Knight."
Posted by: Glenn Kenny | July 15, 2008 at 12:49 PM
Fear not, Glenn, I too have a jones for the delectable Christine Baranski, ever since her stockings-and-suspenders routine in CRACKERS, Louis Malle's execrable, uncredited remake of BIG DEAL ON MADONNA STREET. Ah, the memories!
Posted by: Lord Henry | July 15, 2008 at 02:18 PM
This is the greatest...review...ever.
Posted by: rockne | July 15, 2008 at 03:21 PM
Wait, Glenn, does this mean you didn't like "The Dark Knight"??
Posted by: bill | July 15, 2008 at 03:49 PM
Seyfried was also great as the dead girl on season one of Veronica Mars. I think in this case, she pretty much did what was asked of her. I'm sure it won't derail her career.
As for the overreaction, well, I don't think of this as a woman's movie, so much as a hearing-impaired simpleton's movie. For me, it is not so much about gender. I also thought Transformers was too dumb and too loud.
Posted by: Josh | July 15, 2008 at 03:56 PM
Oh, I remember Oliver Reed singing in Tommy. I remember without even being asked.
I remember every time it rains.
Posted by: Dan Coyle | July 15, 2008 at 04:04 PM
Bill-no, not at all! I am seeing it in an hour, so I don't know yet. Just talking about us boys being protective of our toys!
Posted by: Glenn Kenny | July 15, 2008 at 04:09 PM
Oh, well, that's okay then. But don't scare me like that!
Posted by: bill | July 15, 2008 at 04:42 PM
Nice to know that you're starting to have second thoughts about Across the Universe, which I utterly loved. Oh wait, you're being ironic, aren't you? Oh well, I'll still thank you for pointing me at The Gang's All Here, which is, I dunno, wow. It made me wish that Busby Berkeley had directed North Star, or at least the happy Russian peasant dance.
Posted by: Randy | July 15, 2008 at 05:17 PM
"I also thought Transformers was too dumb and too loud."
Bay is not handicapped. He's handiCAPABLE!
Posted by: bemo | July 15, 2008 at 08:59 PM
Much better than the movie. I'd add
17. When did James Bond become a "bear"? Whoever told Brosnan to leave his shirt open in this movie, hated him. Hey, Pierce! Get away from the crafts services table! Leave a little baklava for the rest of us, would you?
18. Whoever did Seyfried's makeup hated her even more. ("Blemishes? I don't see a one, darling!") Whoever convinced Stellan Skarsgard to drop trou -- yeah, out of this whole cast, THAT was the one person I wanted to see naked -- hates humanity.
18. The mystery impregnation happened "20 years ago" -- when, what, Streep was 39? And while she was into platform shoes and heavily produced dancepop, Skarsgard and Brosnan were hippies? And Firth had a Johnny Rotten t-shirt? In what strange, time-shifting black hole does all that happen?
19. Christine Baranski is a good sport. But she also looks oddly like Steven Tyler, and the idea that she would reduce an entire beach of Greek studs (plus Mr. Electric Avenue) to quivering taramasolata -- well.
20. This almost made the pain of that screening go away. Thank you, Glenn.
Posted by: Stephen Whitty | July 15, 2008 at 09:24 PM
I have no interest in this crap whatsoever, but I too lust for Ms. Baranski. A sex scene with her and Joan Cusack would make at least one of my dreams come true. As for Streep, I've never much cared for her. Something about her irritates me. I hate to get cranky and say they don't make 'em like they used to, but they don't.
Posted by: Gorilla Bob | July 16, 2008 at 02:51 AM
In her appearances at the Film Society of Lincoln Center, receiving the lifetime achievement award this year and speaking at a tribute to Walken a few years back, she came across as a totally charming, witty, self-deprecating person, a lovable Jersey girl. Too bad that this quality rarely comes across in her films, aka Sophie's choices.
Posted by: Herman Scobie | July 16, 2008 at 08:15 AM
Sounds rather like her character in Defending Your Life, the movie where I fell in love with her.
Posted by: Allen Belz | July 16, 2008 at 10:59 AM
Honestly, Baranski kept me watching CYBILL. I'm not proud of that, but there you go.
Posted by: Evan Waters | July 16, 2008 at 09:49 PM
You owe me an adult beverage, Glenn. I spewed the one I was drinking across my monitor while I was reading the review...
Posted by: steve simels | July 16, 2008 at 09:51 PM
I'm just musing over Pierce Brosnan having to sing, it just doesn't go together with his former James Bond image but I suppose that's how an actor can keep his career fresh.
Posted by: Supernetuser | July 17, 2008 at 03:59 PM
It is comparable to the "Beach Party" movies, too, aside from the oldsters having a more prominent role than Don Rickles and Buster Keaton did.
Clearly everyone involved was shooting for stupid fun. Even trying to convince us that it's fun because it's so stupid. Their obvious contempt for the material failed to enhance my enjoyment.
Plus, they needed to come up with their own version of Eric Von Zipper, with his indelible combination of charm and menace. That's really what MAMMA MIA was missing.
Posted by: Josh | July 17, 2008 at 05:59 PM
The "Beach Party" movies should be the functioning analogue, although, as I either said or thought, even Frankie and Annette could MODULATE their deliveries. Here it's all projecting to the back row 100% of the time.
Posted by: Glenn Kenny | July 17, 2008 at 07:10 PM
I obviously enjoyed this much more than you and the lovely wife but I wasn't completely sold either.
"I'll admit it: the "Waterloo" rendition in the end credits almost made the whole thing worth it." <== That's what sold me over.
Posted by: Marina | July 22, 2008 at 07:47 PM
i think the problem with mamma mia is that it failed to keep the balance between making fun of itself and taking itself way too seriously. when those old greek ladies started to sing in the kitchen, i thought, 'oh, so that's what this is! i might enjoy that'. cut to seyfried's ever-watering eyes. and i was lost. and don't get me started on the acting. the acting!!! torture! (especially seyfried and her entourage, as well as her fiancé - isn't he supposed to be a huge talent or smthg? i didn't see that, nor did i see the alleged extra padding in his speedos). plus, could they have found an actor with a dumber face? his abs, though impressive, in a bizarre way, couldn't make up for that punch-me expression.
oh and btw: why only cast ONE actress with an actual singing voice? and although i quite enjoyed her performance, are there any other roles for baranski than the divorcee with a drinking habit?
streep disappointed me, too. i absolutely adore her. usually. in mamma mia? not so much. she kind of got on my nerves with that overly cheery, juvenile and giggly performance. i want her bitchy, miserable, bitter or neurotic. on screen, that is. i give her the winner takes it all, though. probably because she actually was bitter and miserable for a sec. or 4 mins.
ps: i never want to see firth lust after a young greek adonis again. and i'm gay.
pps: brosnan? i'm so over him.
ppps: i'd be the LAST in line. someone should have been educating julie walters.
Posted by: rainer | July 22, 2008 at 09:59 PM