God, I want Mamma Mia to become the Fast and Furious franchise of musicals. They just keep making them for no reason, and the more they make the more you donât even care that there isnât a plot.
You think we care about a plot? The first movie could have been solved in 2 seconds with a DNA test, but instead they decide to sing about how this girl doesnât know which of these 3 men is her dad for 2 hours and in the end THEY STILL DONâT HAVE AN ANSWER. AND NO ONE CARES.
The plot is ABBA karaoke, and it brings me joy. Thatâs all you need to know.