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Beauty in the Movies: Mamma Mia!

I’m keeping things light this week since it has been so hot out it’s hard for me to form actual thoughts, and also because the heat has been making me think of walking around in airy Grecian dresses. So, I bring you the classic ABBA masterpiece, Mamma Mia!, based on the wildly successful West End musical by ABBA members Björn Ulvaeus and Benny Andersson.

People seem to either love or hate this movie. I get the hate, it’s overly fluffy and cute plus there is a lot of squealing and Pierce Brosnan sings which can be a little disturbing for some, but I think that if you just sit back, relax and not expect anything more than pure, silly, entertainment, you won’t be disappointed by this film.

On the beautiful Greek Island of Kalokairi, Donna (Meryl Streep) owns a small hotel where she lives with her daughter Sophie (Amanda Seyfried) who is about to marry her boyfriend Sky (Dominic Cooper), but before she does she needs to know who her father is. After finding her mother’s diary from the year she was born, she narrows down the possibilities to three men, Sam (Pierce Brosnan), Harry (Colin Firth), and Bill (Stellan Skarsgård, father of Alexander Skarsgård, Eric from True Blood). Without her mother knowing, she sends wedding invitations to her three prospective dads. When the three men turn up on the island Sophie finds herself confused that she can’t tell who her father is on sight. The men are also confused once they realize Donna wasn’t the one who sent the invitations and has no idea that they’re there. Craziness ensues, helped out by Donna’s two over the top friends and members of her former band Donna and The Dynamos, Tanya (Christine Baranski) and Rosie (Julie Walters). If you haven’t seen it, I’m sure you can imagine how it plays out—with a whole lot of singing and dancing and sparkly costumes too.

Alright, I’ll confess, I love musicals. I was a musical theater geek, I know all the words to Oliver!, Annie, South Pacific, Gypsy and dozens of others. Give me a few box steps and some killer harmonies and I am a happy girl. I know there are people who get all cringe-y when people break into song on film, so if you’re one of them, this movie is not for you—but I still suggest you see West Side Story and My Fair Lady, because those are both so much more than just musicals and you’re missing out, really. While I’m making confessions, I also have to admit that I love ABBA. I know they get written off as goofy disco pop, but those guys have written some great songs with some great arrangements, there is no shame in liking ABBA, just own it.

I also love Meryl Streep, I mean everyone loves her obviously, but she is just so good. She is great to watch in this movie because you can tell she is having a blast. Why shouldn’t she get to have some musical fun? The woman is not only an astounding dramatic actress, but she has great comedic timing and is just a joy to watch all the time. Actually everyone in this film seems to be having a great time, that’s what I like to see in my movie musicals, that is kind of the point isn’t it?

Poor Pierce Brosnan got slammed by critics for his singing, which I honestly don’t think was so bad. I’m not going to say he sounds Springsteen-ish, because I’m sure I’ll get slammed for that, but I think if he wasn’t James Bond people wouldn’t have been so hard on him—the dude was having fun OK? I mean really, it’s an ABBA musical, why the hell not?

The whole cast is good, Christine Baranski could do this in her sleep, and she probably does. Amanda Seyfried is wonderfully good at being starry-eyed and sweet, and though Julie Walters is pretty wacky and a bit crude as Rosie, she is also Mrs. Weasley, so she can do no wrong as far as I’m concerned.

There is nothing upsetting or deeply dramatic about this movie, yet it still manages to have a big heart. The relationship between mother and daughter, Sophie’s search for answers, and Donna’s struggle with accepting Sophie’s marriage are all very real issues that women deal with all the time, there’s just some ABBA music added in for kicks. The film showcases strong women, from when Tanya sings Does your Mother Know? to one of the young men on the island in a reversal of the original ABBA song, to Sophie realizing that she doesn’t need a father to walk her down the aisle, not when she has her mother there. It is a film made mostly for women and by women too (the director is fellow female Phyllida Lloyd), and it caught a lot of flack for it. It’s not just a romantic comedy, it deals with bigger issues and is more entertaining than most of the romantic comedies that have come out recently. Yes, the basis of the film is romance and love, but also self discovery, family, regret, and friendship.

Despite breaking the record for the highest grossing movie-musical of all time, bumping Grease out of the #1 spot, Mamma Mia! wasn’t so well received by critics. I’m not saying every woman loved this film, but I can’t help but find it interesting that with the success at the box office, it was still so slammed by critics. Check out this article published by the Alliance of Women Film Journalist and written by Dr. Martha M. Lauzen who is the Director of the Center for the Study of Women In Television and Film. Here is a fun statistic from the article, 77% of film critics for major publications are male, and many large news publications do not feature any female critics, that might explain why so many films written for, or by, or about women often fail to receive critical acclaim. There are men who are great film critics who I truly believe look at the film for its overall value (Roger Ebert I’m looking at you!) but with a percentage gap like that, it seems impossible that there isn’t some bias going on. If I were a film critic I can tell you right now that films with excessive violence, or hour-long chase scenes wouldn’t receive such great reviews from me, but I know I’m biased, and I’m not a film critic. I’m sure there are male critics that were squirming in their seats watching this, because it’s not a film made for them, so we can’t expect them all to enjoy it. The more you look at the statistics the more depressing the film industry seems, women go to see a lot of movies, but they don’t get to make them or write about them, and that stinks, food for thought.

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The Trouble with Popstars

Let’s talk about popstars. I’ve been thinking about them a lot lately, probably because they tend to saturate the radio, television, magazines, and internet, but also because they have a huge influence on style and culture, and both of those things have an obvious effect on the rest of us.

So what really makes someone a popstar? I think a pop artist creates danceable music, and has a certain persona they embody, they’re of course also marketable in some way, usually because they’re all sexy. The making of a popstar is a curious thing. Most of them start as something else and then transcend. Gwen Stefani started as a ska queen, Cyndi Lauper was a downtown rocker chick, and countless others have ascended to the throne of pop-stardom from complete obscurity, or from the Mickey Mouse Club.

Like I said, a big part of being a popstar is being sexy (I’m talking mainly lady popstars here), yes there are some who might not use it as much as others, but as a general rule, sex sells, especially in the record industry. I can’t get into the way that sexuality plays into pop and celebrity in general, but it must be noted that most of the women considered popstars have benefited from their sexual magnetism, is it exploitation? Well that really depends on how they feel about it. In the case of Britney Spears, I always thought there was some exploitation going on, but I can’t be sure. In the case of someone like Katy Perry or Lady Gaga, I think they’re both completely aware of how they use their bodies and make those choices for themselves, or at least I hope so. Either way being a popstar does mean a fair amount of showing skin, gyrating, and sultry, pouty-lipped, flirting with your audience and everyone else too.

People are very protective of their popstars, we love to pit them against each other, Madonna vs. Cyndi, Britney vs. Christina, Gaga against just about everyone. Just like sports teams, we maintain a certain loyalty to them, but then we turn on them when they fail us. They’re more real to us than actors because they open themselves up to us on stage. They invite us in, they write about their lives in their songs, and we connect to them (if you were a teenage girl in the 90’s tell me you didn’t blast Gwen Stefani singing Don’t Speak at full volume at least once), after all when you sing you bare your soul right?

Popstars are overblown characters, they have to maintain their persona constantly. Actors, reality TV stars, socialites, most other celebrities are not asked to do this, but popstars are more to us. They play a bigger part in culture and we expect a lot from them. Think about how many actors just continue to play the same part over and over again, Jennifer Aniston comes to mind. Likewise for comedians, as we can see from SNL, people just love to watch the same joke over and over again. The same goes for the success of Will Ferrell, or Jack Black movies, people seem to love them, sure we get sick of them too, but it takes longer, and we never really tear them a part for it.

Take Lady Gaga right now, in October when I mentioned her name to people, I was getting blank stares, now everyone and their mother (by this I mean my mother) talk about her regularly. Yet, I think we’re already getting a little bored by her, partially because of over-saturation yes, but also because we’re ready for her to do something new. I was so excited for the Alejandro video to come out, and then when it did, I found myself disappointed. I guess because like her recent  Rolling Stone cover, it just seemed like we’d seen it already, it wasn’t fun anymore. After getting annoyed and yelling “Boo! Gaga give me something better!” loudly at my computer while eating toast in my PJs  one day, I started to wonder why I already wanted something new from a girl who hadn’t been in my iTunes rotation for more than a year. Then I felt bad, and then I started to wonder why we expect so much from these people? Maybe because we know they have production powerhouses behind them, or maybe we are turning into a society that needs instant gratification. We want something new, we want something both entertaining and mind-blowing, and we want it now. But we don’t know what it is and we expect someone else to figure it out for us, like now. I think we’re a little harder on someone like Gaga too because she takes credit for a lot of the creativity and process in her work, and when you claim creative control, you open yourself up to a whole bunch of criticism.

With someone like Britney Spears, we all knew someone else was writing her songs and putting words in her mouth and she was pretty much left out of all the decision-making. So maybe we were a little more sympathetic, but that still didn’t stop us from being fascinated when she had a nervous breakdown (a nervous breakdown is after all something new and different from anything she had done before). We still wanted more from her, and of course the only thing we love more than a fallen popstar is a comeback (take note Lindsay Lohan).

I don’t think we’re as harsh on male popstars, I also don’t think we have as many male pop stars. I certainly don’t think we scrutinize Justin Timberlake nearly as much as we do Katy Perry or Beyoncé. I’m not sure what this says about our culture, probably a whole hell of a lot more than I’m even touching on, but I think it’s interesting to note our relationships with these women. We love them, we are annoyed by them, we are fascinated by them, we hate them, we want them to succeed, we love to see them fail—it’s all just insanity! They are just women like the rest of us, they’re trying to succeed, they use their sex appeal to do so yes, but that’s a choice, it may be a choice that allows some to justify treating them as less-than-human, but people tend to do that in the internet-age regardless.

Speaking of which, Jezebel had an interesting post the other day about the backlash that successful stars (pop or otherwise) face after over-saturation. If you dare go in the comments section, you’ll see many make the argument that Gaga and others (particularly Megan Fox) are boring and replaceable and that is why it’s OK to lash out against them. To me, that seems like over-justification, do we really need to put energy into hating these performers, is it our duty? Won’t they fail on their own if they’re so boring and awful?  I guess I just can’t see a reason for putting so much venom out there, it makes me wonder what you get back from it. If we aren’t happy with what is out there, it seems a much better approach to support the music or artists we love (shout out to Joanna Newsom, La Roux, and Laura Veirs) that aren’t as successful, that’s got to be better karma.

My point is that in order for my perfect world where we all love each other and accept our bodies and ourselves to exist, we have to let go of all the judgment and the hatred. They’re just popstars, they’re supposed to be fun, they aren’t running for office. They’re role-models sure, but speaking of politicians, when did being held up as a role-model ever mean you actually conduct yourself in manner befitting of one? Maybe I’ve just been in the comments section of Jezebel a bit too much lately (it can be a scary place), but I got myself all worked up about it, and this has been therapeutic for me, so thanks! Lets all try to be polite, popstars or not, surely it can only aid in making us more beautiful people.

What do you guys think of popstars, do you sympathize with them? Do you guiltily read US weekly whenever you’re at the nail salon just because you have a sick fascination with their lives…oh wait, that’s just me, or maybe it’s you too. Maybe you could give a damn about any of them. Either way let me know!


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