作业帮求《妈妈咪呀》英文观后感
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求《妈妈咪呀》英文观后感
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Does Your Mother Know You Sing Abba Tunes?
Even those of us who habitually favor serious,austere,aesthetically correct drinks 鈥 single-malt Scotch,green tea,pomegranate juice,whatever 鈥 may occasionally indulge in a frivolous cocktail bedecked with fruit and umbrellas and served in a bulbous,sugar-rimmed glass.The next morning鈥檚 headache seems a small price to pay for the rush of cheap liquor and uninhibited conviviality.As long as you don鈥檛 operate heavy machinery or wake up in the wrong bed,or operate heavy machinery in the wrong bed,what鈥檚 the harm?
All of which is to say:Don鈥檛 be afraid of 鈥淢amma Mia!鈥 (That exclamation point,by the way,is part of the title,and it鈥檚 by far the most understated thing about the movie.) You can have a perfectly nice time watching this spirited adaptation of the popular stage musical and,once the hangover wears off,acknowledge just how bad it is.
Actually you don鈥檛 have much choice on either front.If you insist on folding your arms,looking at your watch and defending yourself against this mindless,hedonistic assault on coherence,you are unlikely to survive until the end credits (which may,by themselves,kill you all over again).Surrender,on the other hand,is easy and painless.It鈥檚 Greece!It鈥檚 bellybuttons!It鈥檚 Meryl Streep!It鈥檚 Abba!
See that girl!Watch that scene!If you change your mind,I鈥檓 the first in line.Mamma Mia,here I go again.Like me,you may have spent the last 30 years struggling to get lines like those out of your head 鈥 and wondering what they were doing there in the first place 鈥 but you might as well have been trying to compost Styrofoam.Those shimmery,layered arrangements,those lyrics in a language uncannily like English,those symmetrical Nordic voices 鈥 they all add up to something alarmingly permanent,a marshmallow monument on the cultural landscape.When our species dies out,leaving the planet to roaches and robots,the insects will beat their little wings to the tune of 鈥淲aterloo鈥 as Wall-E and Eve warble along.
And the darn thing still won鈥檛 make any sense.Nor does 鈥淢amma Mia!,鈥 but that鈥檚 hardly a criticism.The story (by Catherine Johnson) is more or less an early Shakespeare comedy reimagined as an episode of 鈥淗annah Montana.鈥 The ing茅nue,Sophie (Amanda Seyfried),is about to be married on the sun-drenched Greek island where she lives with her mother,Donna (Ms.Streep).Sophie is the just-ripe fruit of a summer fling,with the complicating factor that Donna had three flings during the summer in question,and Sophie doesn鈥檛 know whether her dad is Sam (Pierce Brosnan),Bill (Stellan Skarsgard) or Harry (Colin Firth).But even though she knows them only as names in an old diary,she manages to track them down and invite all three to her wedding.Lo and behold,they all show up,as do Tanya (Christine Baranski) and Rosie (Julie Walters),old pals of Donna鈥檚 from the crazy days of her rock 鈥檔鈥 roll youth.
Just when,exactly,those crazy days were is a bit vague.A song lyric refers to the 鈥渢ime of the Flower Power.鈥 (Surely you remember the Flower Power!) But Sophie sure doesn鈥檛 look 40.At one point,Harry recalls the Johnny Rotten T-shirt he had back when he knew Donna,which is 10 years closer to the mark but still about 10 years off.Never mind.Abba is timeless:鈥淭he history book up on my shelf/ is always repeating itself.鈥
The real problem is that the director of 鈥淢amma Mia!,鈥 Phyllida Lloyd,seems have taken the unapologetic silliness of the project (which she directed onstage) as permission to be sloppy.Abba made some of the most highly polished,tightly engineered pop junk ever.There is a kind of perfection in some of those hits that is undeniable even if 鈥 or maybe especially if 鈥 you can鈥檛 stand to hear them.But in matters of craft and technique 鈥淢amma Mia!鈥 proves to be remarkably shoddy,a tangle of clumsy cuts,mismatched shots,bad lighting,egregious overdubbing and scenes in which characters appear to have been haphazardly Photoshopped into the scenery.
It is safe to say that Ms.Streep gives the worst performance of her career 鈥 safe to say because it is so clearly what she intends,and she is not an actress capable of failure.There is a degree of fascination in watching an Oscar-winning Yale School of Drama graduate mug and squirm,shimmy and shriek and generally fill every moment with antic,purposeless energy,as if she were hogging the spotlight in an eighth-grade musical.
She is saved,and also upstaged,by Ms.Walters and,especially,by Ms.Baranski,whose cougar-on-the-prowl rendition of 鈥淒oes Your Mother Know鈥 is the one genuinely,show-stoppingly sexy sequence in a film that more often flails between forced cheekiness and unearned sentiment.
I know:I promised you a good time,and I鈥檓 describing a train wreck.But it鈥檚 hard not to share the evident delight of most of the performers.Ms.Streep overdoes it,yes,but you can鈥檛 accuse her of condescending to the material any more than you can fault her for taking it too seriously.
The impression left by the old pros who make up most of the cast is that they have nothing to be ashamed of and nothing to prove,and that worrying about dignity is for newbies and amateurs.So Mr.Brosnan bellows his way through a couple of duets,Mr.Skarsgard displays his tattooed buttocks,and Mr.Firth consents to appear in a spiked dog collar.
Ms.Seyfried has a harder time,though not for any lack of effort or talent.She has to work while the old timers are having fun,and to carry the picture鈥檚 unconvincing,flat-footed attempts at melodrama.Ms.Seyfried鈥檚 eyes are as blue as the Aegean and almost as wide,and her natural vivacity makes her performance seem almost authentic,but she鈥檚 not in a position to let go of her vanity and clown around.
It鈥檚 one thing to ham it up in a zany,messy musical if you鈥檙e the actual Meryl Streep.If you have the desire (or the potential) to be the next Meryl Streep,the stakes are higher and the risks more pronounced.
But Ms.Seyfried,who has proven her skill on 鈥淏ig Love鈥 and elsewhere,is likely to emerge from 鈥淢amma Mia!鈥 unscathed.Really,this movie is incapable of harming anyone,except moviegoers with the good taste and bad manners to resist its relentless,ridiculous charm.
Even those of us who habitually favor serious,austere,aesthetically correct drinks 鈥 single-malt Scotch,green tea,pomegranate juice,whatever 鈥 may occasionally indulge in a frivolous cocktail bedecked with fruit and umbrellas and served in a bulbous,sugar-rimmed glass.The next morning鈥檚 headache seems a small price to pay for the rush of cheap liquor and uninhibited conviviality.As long as you don鈥檛 operate heavy machinery or wake up in the wrong bed,or operate heavy machinery in the wrong bed,what鈥檚 the harm?
All of which is to say:Don鈥檛 be afraid of 鈥淢amma Mia!鈥 (That exclamation point,by the way,is part of the title,and it鈥檚 by far the most understated thing about the movie.) You can have a perfectly nice time watching this spirited adaptation of the popular stage musical and,once the hangover wears off,acknowledge just how bad it is.
Actually you don鈥檛 have much choice on either front.If you insist on folding your arms,looking at your watch and defending yourself against this mindless,hedonistic assault on coherence,you are unlikely to survive until the end credits (which may,by themselves,kill you all over again).Surrender,on the other hand,is easy and painless.It鈥檚 Greece!It鈥檚 bellybuttons!It鈥檚 Meryl Streep!It鈥檚 Abba!
See that girl!Watch that scene!If you change your mind,I鈥檓 the first in line.Mamma Mia,here I go again.Like me,you may have spent the last 30 years struggling to get lines like those out of your head 鈥 and wondering what they were doing there in the first place 鈥 but you might as well have been trying to compost Styrofoam.Those shimmery,layered arrangements,those lyrics in a language uncannily like English,those symmetrical Nordic voices 鈥 they all add up to something alarmingly permanent,a marshmallow monument on the cultural landscape.When our species dies out,leaving the planet to roaches and robots,the insects will beat their little wings to the tune of 鈥淲aterloo鈥 as Wall-E and Eve warble along.
And the darn thing still won鈥檛 make any sense.Nor does 鈥淢amma Mia!,鈥 but that鈥檚 hardly a criticism.The story (by Catherine Johnson) is more or less an early Shakespeare comedy reimagined as an episode of 鈥淗annah Montana.鈥 The ing茅nue,Sophie (Amanda Seyfried),is about to be married on the sun-drenched Greek island where she lives with her mother,Donna (Ms.Streep).Sophie is the just-ripe fruit of a summer fling,with the complicating factor that Donna had three flings during the summer in question,and Sophie doesn鈥檛 know whether her dad is Sam (Pierce Brosnan),Bill (Stellan Skarsgard) or Harry (Colin Firth).But even though she knows them only as names in an old diary,she manages to track them down and invite all three to her wedding.Lo and behold,they all show up,as do Tanya (Christine Baranski) and Rosie (Julie Walters),old pals of Donna鈥檚 from the crazy days of her rock 鈥檔鈥 roll youth.
Just when,exactly,those crazy days were is a bit vague.A song lyric refers to the 鈥渢ime of the Flower Power.鈥 (Surely you remember the Flower Power!) But Sophie sure doesn鈥檛 look 40.At one point,Harry recalls the Johnny Rotten T-shirt he had back when he knew Donna,which is 10 years closer to the mark but still about 10 years off.Never mind.Abba is timeless:鈥淭he history book up on my shelf/ is always repeating itself.鈥
The real problem is that the director of 鈥淢amma Mia!,鈥 Phyllida Lloyd,seems have taken the unapologetic silliness of the project (which she directed onstage) as permission to be sloppy.Abba made some of the most highly polished,tightly engineered pop junk ever.There is a kind of perfection in some of those hits that is undeniable even if 鈥 or maybe especially if 鈥 you can鈥檛 stand to hear them.But in matters of craft and technique 鈥淢amma Mia!鈥 proves to be remarkably shoddy,a tangle of clumsy cuts,mismatched shots,bad lighting,egregious overdubbing and scenes in which characters appear to have been haphazardly Photoshopped into the scenery.
It is safe to say that Ms.Streep gives the worst performance of her career 鈥 safe to say because it is so clearly what she intends,and she is not an actress capable of failure.There is a degree of fascination in watching an Oscar-winning Yale School of Drama graduate mug and squirm,shimmy and shriek and generally fill every moment with antic,purposeless energy,as if she were hogging the spotlight in an eighth-grade musical.
She is saved,and also upstaged,by Ms.Walters and,especially,by Ms.Baranski,whose cougar-on-the-prowl rendition of 鈥淒oes Your Mother Know鈥 is the one genuinely,show-stoppingly sexy sequence in a film that more often flails between forced cheekiness and unearned sentiment.
I know:I promised you a good time,and I鈥檓 describing a train wreck.But it鈥檚 hard not to share the evident delight of most of the performers.Ms.Streep overdoes it,yes,but you can鈥檛 accuse her of condescending to the material any more than you can fault her for taking it too seriously.
The impression left by the old pros who make up most of the cast is that they have nothing to be ashamed of and nothing to prove,and that worrying about dignity is for newbies and amateurs.So Mr.Brosnan bellows his way through a couple of duets,Mr.Skarsgard displays his tattooed buttocks,and Mr.Firth consents to appear in a spiked dog collar.
Ms.Seyfried has a harder time,though not for any lack of effort or talent.She has to work while the old timers are having fun,and to carry the picture鈥檚 unconvincing,flat-footed attempts at melodrama.Ms.Seyfried鈥檚 eyes are as blue as the Aegean and almost as wide,and her natural vivacity makes her performance seem almost authentic,but she鈥檚 not in a position to let go of her vanity and clown around.
It鈥檚 one thing to ham it up in a zany,messy musical if you鈥檙e the actual Meryl Streep.If you have the desire (or the potential) to be the next Meryl Streep,the stakes are higher and the risks more pronounced.
But Ms.Seyfried,who has proven her skill on 鈥淏ig Love鈥 and elsewhere,is likely to emerge from 鈥淢amma Mia!鈥 unscathed.Really,this movie is incapable of harming anyone,except moviegoers with the good taste and bad manners to resist its relentless,ridiculous charm.