A colossal misfire. I'll admit I didn't expect to enjoy this film beforehand, but upon watching it, Mamma Mia! somehow still shocked me with its irritating excess. One third of the movie is a ridiculous story surrounding annoying, ditzy, bland characters, and the other two thirds are just a collection of cheesy, obnoxious music videos. I suppose that's the downside to writing an entire film loosely around a collection of ABBA songs. I can't exactly say I was surprised that…
You know what movie I just watched for film class? Not this! Because my professor had the bright idea of editing this 2 and a half hour film into 45 minutes because, according to him, "modern audiences would get bored with the 60s effects" and "the visuals only seemed amazing at the time because everyone was on drugs." It sure would be nice if my film professor knew shit about film. Ugh, this shit is why I'm transferring.
When I first watched this film I was emotionally and sexually repressed. I despised everything that reminded me I didn’t fit the mold of a stereotypical representation of masculine strength. When I lied alone experiencing the heavy emotional toll that the film put me through, I was so confused at my feelings that I was unable to speak or put my thoughts together.
My forbidden attraction to men and fits of sobbing in response to the way my family dismissed…
It was as great as I expected but not in the way I expected if that makes sense. It doesn’t fit the mold of what is generally considered to be “fun” but instead sneaks up on you with a wild and fascinating tale of treachery. I’m having trouble even describing the experience but this film manages to be incredibly bizzare while also being immensely satisfying. Masterfully crafted both visually and in writing. The two leads are absolutely brilliant in their…