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.