Most of the people dreading being dragged to see Mamma Mia! by a friend or a spouse fear it because of some deep-seated, unreasoning hatred of all things Abba. I am not one of those people. I fear it because I’m so sick of America’s braindead obsession with banal dancing and singing that I want to vomit, and I really can’t take any more of it, even if it’s in a pretty good musical starring people as awesome as Pierce Brosnan and Meryl Streep.
Not that my feelings on it matter one bit. My wife wants to see it, and I’m certain I’ll be buying tickets. Guys, you’re all going to be in the same position. Get a feel for what you’re in for by checking out the following thirteen clips from Mamma Mia!, showcasing off those aforementioned singing and dancing numbers which give me “So You Think You Can Dance” flashbacks. I accidentally saw ten minutes of televised train wreck last week, and got so stupid I nearly lost my ability to write. Luckily, most of my writing is the product of a cigar smoking chimpanzee whom I’ve hired to come up with all of my best ideas, so the decrease in my ability should prove no particular obstacle to the future of this site. Obviously this particular bit of drivel was, rather unfortunately for you, written without the monkey’s help
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Most of the people dreading being dragged to see Mamma Mia! by a friend or a spouse fear it because of some deep-seated, unreasoning hatred of all things Abba. I am not one of those people. I fear it because I’m so sick of America’s braindead obsession with banal dancing and singing that I want to vomit, and I really can’t take any more of it, even if it’s in a pretty good musical starring people as awesome as Pierce Brosnan and Meryl Streep.
