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James Cooper Review: Mamma Mia!
Donna (Meryl Streep) sings and dances, glides and skips around her seaside villa with the thrill of a sixties flower child. Of course, this moment feels remarkably reminiscent of those earlier times, an era when the politics of sexual liberation defined a generation of hippies determined to experience the promise of free love. And, while the sixties exist as a distant forty year memory of a time long ago, Donna certainly moves around Greece as if these days were those days.
Or, at least, that is the world according to “Mamma Mia,” the big screen adaptation of the popular stage play that found a way to weave its narrative around a string of ABBA songs. The movie is essentially an elaborate excuse for fans of the Swedish pop band to watch actors with beautiful voices belt out their favorite tunes.