...I wish for this Mama Mia excitement to die. I am tempted to wish a slow death upon it but that would drag out my exposure to the goddamn plot line and songs that, if i had liked at one point, I now cannot stand.
Part of the problem is that a quick look at the title instantly sticks the ABBA song in your head and nothing short of "I'm Henry The 8th I Am..." or "Simply Having a Wonderful Christmastime..." will dislodge it.
The other problem is that i hate musicals. hate hate hate them....
Also, Meryl Streep in overalls? How many times do I have to say this people; only children and very pregnant women are allowed to wear overalls (you hear me crazy hippie wearing cutoff overalls at the Brewgrass last weekend?)! AND, if the very presence of the horrid things werent enough, she only has one buckle done. That style is never allowed.
Please god, make it all end!!