Anyone who knows me
will know that I have a bit of a thing for Mamma Mia!.
Then again, who can possibly resist the tidal wave of Abba cheese
which sweeps over you as Meryl Streep blasts out “The Winner Takes
It All” atop some hilltop on a Greek island and the likes of Colin
Firth and Julie Walters throw themselves whole-heartedly into camp
dance routines. Even – and here's where the true genius of Abba's
songs lie – even Pierce Brosnan's fog-horn attempts at singing
“SOS” can't disrupt the joy. Mamma Mia! is
so astronomically, staggeringly bad that it comes full circle and
becomes, paradoxically, brilliant. And so, when I first saw a trailer
for Walking on Sunshine,
a musical with hit songs from the 1980s, I thought it would be the
new Mamma Mia! (just
with bigger hair). It's not.
Let's
begin with the plot – a good a place to start as any. Set in a
coastal town in present day Italy, Walking on Sunshine
opens with Taylor (played by
Gemma Arterton's older sister, Hannah) ending a whirlwind holiday
romance with the dashing Raf (Giulio Berruti). She's about to start
university and, you know, can't possibly begin a relationship. Fast
forward three years and Taylor has graduated and returns to Italy for
her sister's wedding. And guess who the lucky guy is?! The same guy
who Taylor had a fling with all those years ago! Crazy. Do Taylor and
Raf tell her sister Maddie (Annabel Scholey), or should they keep
quiet and hope she doesn't find out? There, in a nutshell, is the
plot which, at times, runs rather close to that of Mamma
Mia! (sorry, I'll stop
mentioning it).
One
of the first scenes sees Taylor arrive at the airport and the
passport man asks her: “business or holiday?”. And then, because
it's a musical and people do this sort of thing, she launches into
Madonna's “Holiday”, complete with stupid dance routines and from
then on, we know we're stuck in this musical hell. The songs don't
get much better when the ensemble cast join in. Leona Lewis makes her
film début and, although the girl sure can sing, her acting leaves
less to be desired. In fact, you know what, the whole cast looks like
they had a ball filming the movie: always a sign that the audience
will definitely be having less fun!
To
be fair to the cast, they do have plenty of energy but the singing is
auto-tuned to within an inch of its pathetic life. We're
treated/subjected to vacuous renditions of classics such as “Eternal
Flame” and “If I Could Turn Back Time”. More generally, the
songs (of which there are far too many) share no common theme or
thread, aside from the decade of their release and the plot lists
from one to another as a drunken man does when bothering people for
loose change.
Greg
Wise plays Doug, Maddie's ex who attempts to win her back by,
basically, stalking her. In any other film, he would have been
arrested for sexual harassment. The comedy – or lack of – is
another problem. Some really rather crude jokes seem rather out of
place from the saccharine schmaltz and predictable dialogue which
characterises the film. The narrative's twists and turns are
inexplicable, drawn-out and really rather dull and offer no
satisfaction at their resolution. Yes, I get that this isn't going to
be Citizen Kane but...
The
central problem with the film is that it takes itself far, far too
seriously. The drama played out on screen is, quite frankly,
ridiculous, the characters irritating and I sat there with a look of
bewilderment on my face. In fact, things got so bad at one point that
I was eyeing-up the pills which an old dear sat next to me had got
out from her handbag. Something to dull the pain...or end it all:
either would have been preferable to the utter tosh which was slowly
draining the life force from me.
Walking on Sunshine
is garish film-making by
numbers. A limp script, heavily-produced musical numbers, uninspiring
characters and terrible direction all mix together creating a lethal
cocktail of cheese, sun and sickeningly perfect smiles. It was enough
to make me run home and stick Mamma Mia! in
the DVD player.
Clapperboard Reviews: *
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