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Dufus At The Movies

Wazzername and I sat down and watched a movie this evening - Mamma Mia on DVD. Now I never really liked ABBA the first time around, nor purchased any of their records but I seemed to know almost every single tune in the soundtrack. I now understand the popularity of the stage production, followed by the movie - but I'm still scratching my head over the popularity of A,B,B and A.

Now I don't know what happened to the the svelte and comely A and A, but B and B, the two responsible for what I once considered musical dreck, must have gone on to become multi-millionaires. The movie's definately a feel good film and whoever strung the story line between the songs should be given an award. As should Meryl Streep who was simply priceless in the movie...and she could sing:




And she did get an award. Meryl Streep won UK's National Movie Award for Best Actress. And who won a Razzie for Worst Supporting Actor? Her screen buddy Brosnan, Pierce Brosnan.

Comments

HumorSmith said…
I like ABBA. I like Costello, too.

I can't tell you the Saturday afternoons I spent watching ABBA & Costello movies. They were hilarious.
nonamedufus said…
HS: Heyyyy, ABBAAAA!
ettarose said…
The Drama Queen wants to see this movie. I have not paid a lot of attention though, ABBA?
Trukindog said…
Remember the time Costello met the Wolfman and ABBA didn't believe him, I loved that one but ABBA didn't sing in that one did he?
nonamedufus said…
Ettarose: Drama Queen can become Dancing Queen.

Trukindog: I dunno...Third base!

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