Mama Mia

In a fit of romanticism, I ask Mrs. BB out on a date. It’s just the thing needed to break through the bleakness of a January weekday.

We shall see a film.

Not particularly spoiled for choice, I review the options:

• Sherlock Holmes – Guy Ritchie’s return, more of a boys film, a bit of grit, not enough romance
• A Serious Man – Love the Cohen Brothers and Clooney, comedy but dark, not light and fluffy enough
• Avatar – Hate Cameron films (bar Terminator), not Mrs. BB’s thing, people who have seen the film are depressed they will never get to another world like Pandora… Get A Grip People!

I settle on a DVD she received for Xmas, Mama Mia. It has been out for a while, but should do the trick. I hate musicals but with a Scandinavian wife, I have learned to love Abba! Scando girls are genetically wired to love Abba.

Our date will be in front of the television at home. After all, it is too cold to venture out. I assemble a hot take away meal and queue the film.

Well, I laughed so much I was crying!

Definitely a fluffy chick flick, but loads in it for the boys in addition to all of the hot girls in swim suits!

Most will find something to like about this film, except Pierce Brosnan’s terrible singing! It is a real feelgood film!

In the end, we both had huge smiles on our faces and wiped away the January blues! It was a hot date.

Mama Mia, I am concerned about the effect this cold weather is having on my testicles, I am becoming a big girl’s blouse!

Beaverboosh