Furthermore, the chemistry between the original "Three Dads" (Stellan Skarsgård, Colin Firth, and Pierce Brosnan) feels tired. Brosnan’s singing has not improved, but mercifully, he has fewer solos. The film struggles to find a purpose for these beloved characters other than nostalgic cameos.
Mamma Mia! Here We Go Again is a mess, but it is a beautiful, intentional mess. It is too long, the present-day plot is undercooked, and it relies heavily on your tolerance for schmaltz. But when it works—specifically during Lily James’s sun-drenched odyssey and the final tear-jerking tribute—it works better than any jukebox musical has a right to.
Fans of the original, anyone grieving a parent, and people who believe that every problem can be solved with a choreographed dance number on a Greek pier.
A Sun-Drenched Soap Opera: Why Mamma Mia! Here We Go Again Outshines the Original
Whereas the first film sometimes hammered songs into the plot like a square peg, Here We Go Again lets the music breathe. The standout sequence is the French château scene set to “Waterloo.” It is a glorious, absurd, perfectly choreographed farce involving waiters, flying champagne, and a confused fire alarm. It is pure joy.
The past timeline works because it’s not a comedy. It’s a romance that knows it is destined to fail. Watching young Donna fall for Sam, knowing that he eventually betrays her by returning to his fiancée, gives every sunny duet a shadow of future pain.
While the past timeline soars, the present timeline stumbles. Amanda Seyfried does her best with limited material, but Sophie’s crisis—"I miss my mom and my boyfriend is in New York"—feels thin compared to Donna’s epic journey of self-discovery. The new male leads in the present (Dominic Cooper’s Sky, and Andy Garcia as a hotel manager) are given nothing to do except look handsome and concerned.