My wife is funny and my film review of Mama Mia

So, my wife, the facilitator for happiness, told me about what happened a few weeks ago when she went to see the movie "Mama Mia " with her sisters. She got up and danced and sang during the movie. Her sisters, were tellling her to sit down. They were embarassed and wanted her to quit making a spectacle of herself. The rest of the audience didn't mind though, because they clapped for her and yelled for more. Now, I bring this up because anyone that knows Pam is aware that this is very much out of character for her. In fact, for the first 20 years of our marriage she was extremely shy and self-conscious. What's more she was not funny. She really didn't have a sense of humor to speak of.
Oh, she did have a sense of humor, but just not an Arnett sense of humor. She was always embarassed by my actions and remarks. But, then a miracle happened about five years ago. She became funny. Not just mildly funny, but really funny. She finally took to heart what I have been telling her for years--not to worry about what other people think about you because you will never see 95 percent of them ever again.
Recently, while she was in Hawaii for 5 long weeks, she was having dinner at a restaurant with her sister and the server said if you need anything to just yell. So, in true Arnett fashion, she yelled, JOE as loud as she could. Again, her sister was mortified.
She sing "Oh, that I were an Angel" at the top of her lungs for anybody showing off her best American Idol reject voice.
Today, she even gave the Christmas Sunday School lesson to our young single adult class. It was great and funny.
I can pinpoint when she became funny. Chad and I know exactly when it was. It was the evening after she had gall bladder surgery about five years ago. She had insisted on going to cousin Mark and Camille's daughters' wedding movie at Harkins Theater. This was only hours after having her gall bladder out. We took her in a wheel chair. She would not miss the social event of the year. Needless to say, she was heavily medicated. On the way home we were driving and a police car pull up to the side of us. I was going the speed limit, but he was just cruising along the side of us. Out of nowhere, Pam yelled, "copper". Chad and I busted out laughing. We had never seen this side of Pam. We couldn't stop laughing. Since that time she has become funny. She says she has always been funny, but I remind her that she's only been funny for the last five years of our marriage. You haven't lived or laughed until you hear her yell in a low-pitched voice, "Nooooooooh". Me thinks she has finally become an Arnett.
So, now for my Mama Mia movie review. Pam received it for a birthday present from her sister who told her to sit down this past week. After hearing about her singing and dancing outburst, I thought I would watch it. If I liked it, maybe we could take dancing lessons, and go to movies and dance together.
Well, I watched it. No one told me it was all about ABBA songs. ABBA? I mean ABBA? What's worse it had Pierce Brosnan singing ABBA songs. ABBA? I will never watch a Brosnan James Bond movie ever again. James Bond does not sing ABBA songs and Pierce Brosnan cannot sing, period. Meryl Streep overacted. She is the master of subtle acting. But man, oh man, she cannot do musicals. Julie Andrews should be in musicals not Meryl Streep. The hills were not alive in Mama Mia.
Now to Colin Firth. For all you P&P people I hope you have had your bubble burst. Your Mr. Darcy found out he was gay. So there you have it. ABBA and a gay Mr. Darcy. What would Lizzy say?
I'm thinking that maybe I'll rent Twilight. At least it's about real people with real problems like being a vampire or falling in love with a vampire, not some contrived musical using ABBA songs. ABBA?