Voulez-vous? Ehehe. Wriggled my scapulae to the delight of "Mamma Mia!", a spandex-strobed fable of sex, love and camp to nth on a remote(ly) Greek isle with a styrofoam taberna and lovely-ly artificial Mediterrannean light. Singing was passable, except for "Winner Takes it All", which was affecting, and "Lay All Your Love on Me", which was silly and floppily-flippered and fun, which describes the entire affair, really. Wonderful how pure ABBA was scripted into coherence, but still contriving to be altogether absurd and very nice. |