Father Knows Best

My father and I generally disagree about what kinds of movies we like to see at the theater.  Simply put, he enjoys bad movies, and I enjoy good movies.  This subtle difference in taste may not be obvious so allow me to provide an example.  My dad hated the movie About Schmidt. He said the story made him uncomfortable and that the movie stunk overall.  I saw the movie this past year.  I differ from my Dad.  The movie struck a chord with me.  Seeing Jack Nicholson cast in such a untypical role gave me a real sense of character, not to mention Nicholson's ability to act.

The morale is my dad and I disagreed about the movie.  

For a long time, I have taken my father's recommendations on film with a large grain of salt.  This trend continued with his praise for the movie Mama Mia.  He thought Mama Mia could unseat The Dark Knight for the top box office spot only weeks after the its own release.  He said it was a "feel good" movie.  He said people liked "feeling good."

I giggled inwardly.  But maybe I should have listened.

Mama Mia has recently become the highest grossing box office release of all time in the United Kingdom.  It beat Titanic.  

"But Titanic was well...titanic," I thought.

This proves what I have thought all along.  Europe suffers from a incurable love of disco music.