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Phyllida LloydScenariusz:
Catherine JohnsonZdjęcia:
Haris ZambarloukosMuzyka:
Benny AnderssonObsada:
Meryl Streep, Pierce Brosnan, Colin Firth, Stellan Skarsgård, Amanda Seyfried, Julie Walters, Christine Baranski, Dominic Cooper, Rachel McDowall (więcej)VOD (4)
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Sophie (Amanda Seyfried) niedługo ma wyjść za mąż. Jednak zanim nadejdzie ten najważniejszy dzień w jej życiu postanawia odnaleźć swojego ojca. Jest tylko jeden problem, nie ma pojęcia kto nim jest. Kiedy wpada jej w ręce pamiętnik jej matki, Donny (Meryl Streep), dziewczyna odkrywa, że jej ojcem może być jeden z trzech jej byłych kochanków. Wiedząc, że matka nie będzie z tego zadowolona, w tajemnicy przed nią Sophie zaprasza wszystkich trzech mężczyzn na swój ślub. Usiłuje utrzymać ich przyjazd w tajemnicy, ale wkrótce cała sprawa wychodzi na jaw i zaczyna się zabawa! (Filmostrada)
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A well-known female film critic once wrote about this film that it is a crystalline kitsch, but so sweet and cute that it is simply impossible to be angry at it. This is where the poverty of film criticism manifests itself when almost all the reviews in newspapers and magazines are written by women, and gender bias inadvertently influences their reviews. I can only confirm that from my perspective, it is a kitsch unlike any other, but as a man, I wouldn't consider it cute. It can be considered a parody of itself, and even the songs of ABBA, which I grew up with, sound disgusting here and it's probably the worst use of musical motifs by a popular Swedish group that I can remember. While they usually enhance the atmosphere, such as in the case of the Australian film Muriel's Wedding, here they seem forced. Overall impression: 20%.
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I’m not the target group, but I really didn’t expect fingernails on chalkboard. Brosnan is the only person to put on at least an ok performance (not his singing), the others just spend the time making faces. Streep really didn’t deserve this. A cruel, unsatisfying ending and incredibly dumb people. It reminds me of Czech movies.
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A condensate of ABBA, with lashings of sun-sparkling Metaxa in the form of a refreshing soda. For most people hell, for me a surprisingly bearable guilty pleasure (and shockingly unbearable choreography). Without Meryl, it would have been just half a movie, but so what. She’s here and she’s amazing. It’s just Brosnan who spoils it. As long as he’s sitting there grinning, everything is ok, but he really shouldn’t have opened that mouth of his. His singing sends chills down my spine. Chills of terror, not pleasure. I’m convinced that it’s intentionally over-kitsch ad absurdum and the filmmakers are obviously making fun of it. At least I sincerely hope so. And I’m not looking forward to the Czech dubbed version. I can hear it right now, The Winner Takes It All sung by Czech Golden Girl Vondráčková or other stars of Saturday night variety shows. P.S.: Stellan “I don’t own a T-shirt" Skarsgård’s bare chest is more than a heterosexual man is able to stand in a movie. Much more.
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Four amazing actors sold themselves out to a naïve script, a talentless director and a colorblind Greek director of photography. Even the slugs in Microcosmos were filmed in a more dynamic, interesting and original fashion than the dance numbers in this movie, which is just cheap, TV-like entertainment for non-discerning audiences. It is an embarrassment for the first-league Hollywood musical genre.
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Young people love each other, older people love each other, everyone dances, the older ones even jump on the beds, and everyone sings Abba, Abba, and Abba again. And after the first ten minutes, a slightly contemptuous expression leaves me and is replaced by a smile. And he doesn't want to disappear for anything. There hasn't been a more positive movie in a long time, plus Amanda Seyfried is the sweetheart of the summer of 2008, and all three "fathers" are partially clowns and partially dads to admire. Plus Meryl's The Winner Takes It All is such a fantastic number that I couldn't find any flaws until the (slightly extended) end. When I see it again on the screen, maybe the magic will start to fade. At this moment, however, I hope not.
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