Dear Mamma Mia, Love Becs

What am I doing writing about my favorite movie of all time? I simply have to revisit the things that brought me joy, or I will be on an endless downhill spiral. I didn’t get a job I really wanted, and I feel trapped with the current state of my life. So, I’m going back to the start, to the movie that inspired so many of my silly little dreams: Mamma Mia!!!

There is simply no bad part to this one. From its performances to its island setting, it’s pure escapism. I watch it every time I’m sad, and it always feels like a hug. The infectious energy of ABBA’s music, plus Meryl Streep’s performance as Donna??? I win the lottery everytime.

In my first year of film school (why did I do that), I wrote about watching this movie with my dad and how it was the only thing keeping me on this earth. My dad is my bestest friend in the world, he is everything soft and kind. Whenever I rewatch Mamma Mia, I can shear him sitting next to me, singing along to every song, often out of tune but always full of love.

The beauty of Mamma Mia lies not just in its dazzling cast (even Pierce Brosnan’s singing), but in its embrace of life’s imperfections (dare I say not great but good). The story of Sophie, Donna, and the three possible dads is absolutely ridiculous and somehow heartwarming in equal parts. and in the middle of it all is Donna, a true icon of female independence, who reminds us that even when life feels impossible, there’s strength in DANCING AND SINGING IT OUT. 

For me, Mamma Mia isn’t just a movie. It’s unfortunately my lifeline. Whether it’s singing out “Dancing Queen” in the car or watching dad cry during “Slipping Through My Fingers”. If you’ve never watched it, maybe now’s the time. Don’t be boring!!! And if you’re like me, and you’ve already seen it a hundred times, watch it again and think of me please.