Mamma Mia Fun!
I don't see chick flicks very often. I live with five boys, for one thing. And I find not all, but many chick flicks just cheesy, stupid, and/or degrading. However, my aunt called yesterday and asked if I would like to see a movie with her and my disabled cousin for my cousin's 23rd birthday. They were going to see Mamma Mia. Now this was not a movie I would have been inclined to watch of my own volition. The plot didn't really appeal to me, nor was I drawn by the Abba songs, (although they can be pretty catchy). But since I was invited, and since it appeared to be a fairly safe, if very chicky flick, I agreed.
It was fun! I found myself wanting to sing and dance and let my hair down a bit. Jeff can vouch that this is NOT my normal state. I don't dance and I am not a let-my-hair-down type of person. My inner child is buried pretty deep. But there are times when I think being too stiff is a weakness of mine, times when I wish I was a little less serious, a little more fun-loving, a little more yellow and a little less blue (if you're familiar with the pop psychology color code stuff). I know life can't always be a song and dance, but this movie made me want to try to enjoy life a little more. As I watched the characters--particularly Donna, played by Meryl Streep--kicking up their heels and having fun, I got a rare taste/reminder of a kind of joy that I need more of in my life. Pierce Brosnan should probably never try to sing or dance in public again--his inner child must be buried deep too--but I loved Meryl Streep's performance. Be warned that there was some suggestive sexual innuendo-type stuff and less-than-moral messages in this movie--not stuff I appreciate or take lightly. But I was grateful for the messages that spoke to me and my inner child, the one who really does like to sing and dance and have some fun!
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