“Take your brain out and leave it by the door.”That was the advice given to me before I went off with my excitable female friends to see Meryl Streep live the dream in this summer’s cure to recession blues – Mamma Mia.
It’s awful for at least the first 15 minutes – but then you slowly stop cringing, peep through your fingers and begin to smile.
What I loved is the cast really take the mickey out of themselves and that’s what makes this film fun as opposed to terrible. But actually Meryl Streep and her daughter, Amanda Seyfried, have no need to do that – as they can really sing and manage quite moving performances in the middle of a camp flapping Colin Firth and a constipated tone-deaf Pierce Brosnan.
But the real comic genius is, as ever, Julie Walters. Always the consummate professional, I believe everything that woman touches turns to gold. She cries, I cry. She laughs, I laugh. And that is the mark of true acting genius.
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