On the eve of her wedding, Sophie (Amanda Seyfried) greets the three men she thinks might be her father. Her mother (Meryl Streep) had a diary from her youth that detailed her involvement with Sam (Pierce Brosnan), Bill (Stellan Skarsgaard), and Harry (Colin Firth) the summer Sophie was conceived. Sophie hopes that she'll be able to immediately tell which of them is her dad but can't. As the weekend moves on and the ceremony looms ever closer, how will Sophie break the news that only one of them can walk her down the aisle?
Okay, so this movie is ridiculous, which is fine. It's a musical. They are, by definition, ridiculous. It takes an ironclad suspension of disbelief to just let people sing 50% of the plot at you. (If it's over 50%, it's operetta and if it's over 90%, it's opera, which moves back to being Very Serious and Important. I don't make the rules.) But Sophie is probably one of the dumbest people on film.
As for the music, I dislike ABBA in general. Streep and Seyfried are game, however, and of course there's Christine Baranski, who is amazing. Brosnan, I'm sorry to say, deserved every harsh word said about him here. He is awful. He just doesn't have a pop voice. He'd have been better off doing Rock of Ages instead.
It's currently streaming on Starz, which I get through Amazon Prime.
No comments:
Post a Comment