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To es­cape the re­cent desert heat of Cas Ve­gas (aka Castle­ford) I chose to visit the sanc­tu­ary of my lo­cal mul­ti­plex. This par­adise of­fered me a chilled drink and ice-cream, air-con­di­tioned bliss, a re­lax­ing seat and sub­dued light­ing. Aah, heaven! Even bet­ter, to­tal dark­ness… and then the film be­gan – Mamma Mia: Here We Go Again! Sud­denly, the head-pound­ing, eye-blind­ing, sweat-soak­ing, over­pow­er­ing sun didn’t quite seem that bad to me… JACK HARGREAVES, VIA EMAIL Well, given that the film’s a se­quel, with a ti­tle that ex­plic­itly prom­ises/ threat­ens more of the same, you’ve re­ally only got your­self to blame

(as Di­a­logue’s par­ents once said when we re­turned from the sea­side look­ing like end-of-Episode III Anakin). Still, your story does re­mind us of the time we went to see Geostorm, then de­cided that, on bal­ance, we’d prob­a­bly rather be bom­barded with cricket ball-sized hail­stones for a cou­ple of hours.

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