Yay! At the movie's end, the whole theater broke into cheers and applause. I loved every minute of it. Although musicals are fun--they can sometimes drag during the umpteenth song--not so with our Mamma Mia. Of course Meryl elected to do what we already know she does best, ACT--but honestly, who expected her to ACT while she sang? Not me. What a grand and delightful surprise. Her character's angst, joy, anger, and trepidation were all clearly defined during the songs; and not just with the words--oh no--it was HER heart that we saw. Of course no one expected 007 to sing either, and surely he won't be on American Idol anytime soon--but who cares? He was charming and bold, and if in my own life, my babe sang to me--I wouldn't give a rip about the quality of his voice--I'd be blown away by his intent--this indeed is what our Mr. Brosnan achieved--I was blown away by his intent. The rest of the cast were deliciously watchable, totally loveable, bursting with unbelievable energy (given all the drinking), and folks I wouldn't mind having over for supper. I loved loved loved this movie. The man in the row behind us shouted out what I was merely thinking, as the movie came to an end: ONE MORE TIME!