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Mamma Mia! Here We Go Again is a mess, but it is a beautiful, intentional mess. It is too long, the present-day plot is undercooked, and it relies heavily on your tolerance for schmaltz. But when it works—specifically during Lily James’s sun-drenched odyssey and the final tear-jerking tribute—it works better than any jukebox musical has a right to.

A Sun-Drenched Soap Opera: Why Mamma Mia! Here We Go Again Outshines the Original

★★★★☆ (4/5)

The past timeline works because it’s not a comedy. It’s a romance that knows it is destined to fail. Watching young Donna fall for Sam, knowing that he eventually betrays her by returning to his fiancée, gives every sunny duet a shadow of future pain.

While the past timeline soars, the present timeline stumbles. Amanda Seyfried does her best with limited material, but Sophie’s crisis—"I miss my mom and my boyfriend is in New York"—feels thin compared to Donna’s epic journey of self-discovery. The new male leads in the present (Dominic Cooper’s Sky, and Andy Garcia as a hotel manager) are given nothing to do except look handsome and concerned. Mamma Mia- Here We Go Again

You hate ABBA, you despise deus ex machina plot devices, or you have a low tolerance for Pierce Brosnan’s singing voice.

Fans of the original, anyone grieving a parent, and people who believe that every problem can be solved with a choreographed dance number on a Greek pier. Mamma Mia

The film operates on two timelines. In the present (five years after the first film), Sophie (Amanda Seyfried) is preparing the grand reopening of the Hotel Bella Donna in honor of her late mother, Donna. When a storm leaves her stranded alone, she panics, questioning her relationship with Sky and her ability to live up to her mother’s legacy.

The biggest risk was recasting the iconic Meryl Streep. While Streep appears in a brief, devastating cameo, the film wisely pivots to Lily James. The gamble pays off spectacularly. James doesn’t imitate Streep; she embodies the idea of a young Donna—reckless, vulnerable, and fiercely independent. Her rendition of “Andante, Andante” is so softly sensual it feels like a secret, and her solo version of “My Love, My Life” is a masterclass in musical acting. It’s a romance that knows it is destined to fail

The film’s climax is what elevates it to greatness. Without spoiling the ending, the final 20 minutes abandon comedy entirely. Using the song “My Love, My Life,” the film delivers a haunting, beautiful meditation on grief and inheritance. When the full cast assembles for the encore of “Super Trouper,” you realize the film isn’t about finding a father—it’s about becoming a mother. It turns the franchise’s shallow hedonism into a profound statement about loss.