“The story of a bride-to-be trying to find her real father told using hit songs by the popular ’70s group ABBA. ”
The official description for the movie adaptation of the ‘hit broadway musical’ Mamma Mia. Sounds great, non? With Meryl Streep (who you just have to see in this photo: http://www.imdb.com/gallery/ss/0795421/Ss/0795421/MMCVNS_D004_02438R.jpg.html?hint=group – oh gosh, doesn’t it look like she’s having soooo much fun? what is that expression on her face? joy? terror? who knows. but it sure doesn’t look like she enjoys singing this particular abba song) as the mother who has kept the identity of her daughter’s father hidden from her for, appearantly, decades. And then, the day before the wedding, the daughter invites all of her mothers ex-boyfriends, and from there she tries to deduce which one is daddy. Nail-biting stuff. But then we consider the potential father figures here……
– Pierce Brosnan. He was James Bond, so his sex appeal is pretty much covered.
– Colin Firth. I personally don’t get his appeal. “Oh, Mister Darcy, etc.” But i’ll let it slide for now, because…..
– Stellan Skarsgard. Are you kidding me? Stellan Skarsgard??!!! Surely there had to be someone more appropriate than him? He plays the scary bad guy in pretty much everything he’s in, and was last seen stabbing his son, Orlando Bloom, while covered in moss and starfish. And now he’s going to be singing “Gimme Gimme Gimme” while trying to re-ignite some lost passion with the pariah of sexuality herself, Meryl Streep. Just the thought of it is making me feel all icky inside.