It also reminded me of how much I want to direct that show, someday. That would be a great deal of fun, I think.
I saw the movie with Corb and Josie, with Theo grudgingly going along for the ride. You can just imagine, I'm sure, the patient but bored-as-hell look that an 11-year-old boy had on his face by the end of the movie.
Of course, since so much of Mamma Mia is about an impending wedding, the story had a special meaning for Josie and me, particularly such songs as "Slipping through My Fingers." Yes, we were both misty eyed during much of the movie (of course, I hid it well, since I'm such a big strong man).
Meryl Streep was wonderful, and I loved the fact that the director chose to film her without much make-up, so that you could see her as she truly is...or at least, as close as "how she is" gets when you're talking a movie musicals featuring Greeks townsfolk who suddenly pop into song! The naturalistic approach brought greater believability and saved some of the songs, which, let's face it, were written by two guys who cannot claim English as their native language. When Streep sings "The Winner Takes It All," I was reminded of how truly odious some of those lyrics really are ("The gods may throw a dice/Their minds as cold as ice"...I mean, REALLY...), but given her direct delivery and simple body movement, the effect become touching and also, charming, and reminded me throughout what a truly wonderful actress she is. The whole thing's a bit of fluff, but certainly a well-acted bit of fluff.
I think I like shows like this better than any other.
Which also brings me to my other revelation--it made me realize that I don't ever want to direct another play again if it's not fun and doesn't feel like a celebration, even during rehearsals. Sort of like what happened during most of "Anything Goes." I don't know if that's possible to do...I think it takes a very special show...but it's the standard I'm going to set for getting involved in something, from now on.
One confession, though: during the movie, I started to have a panic attack, because of the whole storyline about walking Sophie down the aisle. And I started to think, "Will I be walking Annie down the aisle?" She hasn't asked me yet. Quite honestly, I'd be really upset if she asked someone else, and wouldn't be certain how to approach that.
After the movie, Josie assured me that there's nothing to worry about, that it's such a given that I have nothing to fear. Still, I hate how my mind invents insecurities like that...it's no fun starting to freak out over nothing while "Dancing Queen" is blasting in your ears!