I’m on various mailing list free ticket things, so I went to see Dreamgirls at the cinema tonight. Not the smartest thing I’ve ever done.

It’s particularly disappointing because the first fifteen minutes are brilliant. The music in the early bit of the film is fantastic and really nails the sheer grunt of R&B, and Eddie Murphy is a revelation. After a few songs I really started to think “wow, this could be a musical that doesn’t suck!” – at which point it went all Andrew Lloyd Webber and started to suck so much that I’m amazed it didn’t pull planes from their flight paths and through the roof of the cinema. Put it this way: Mrs Bigmouth won’t hear a bad word against Beyonce Knowles, but post-movie she was using words I didn’t realise she even knew.