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Mike, an experienced stripper, takes a younger performer called The Kid under his wing and schools him in the arts of partying, picking up women, and making easy money.
Despite the positive word of mouth the thought of a Steven Soderbergh male stripper movie never sounded appealing and the end results were as disappointing as expected. I can only assume that the film was well received purely because people got to see Hollywood celebrities wear very little clothing and grind their crotches in women’s faces because it certainly wasn’t because of the story. As with all of Soderbergh’s recent films, Magic Mike, feels incomplete. Sub plots are started and then briefly explored before being abandoned entirely, characters are given the scantest development (just like their wardrobe) and it generally lacks any real drive or interesting central focus.
For the second film running, Matthew McConaughey steals the show. His turn…
It ain't no Showgirls, that's for sure!
Magic Mike, how do I loathe thee, let me count the ways.
1. Channing Tatum. I don’t know why, but images of David Hassleholf spring to mind whenever I see you onscreen.. Perhaps it’s your simian acting style. I guess you thought your real-life stripper story was going to be the next Rocky, and that you had the heart and soul ( and talent ) to pull it off on screen. I’m sure you did. What I see is a popular High School quarterback in the school play. Sure, it sells tickets, but it’s embarrassingly awful to watch.
2. Cody Horn. You deliver about as much charisma and emotion as a Stepford Wife on prosaic. Your dad being the chairman…
A couple things I realized while watching this:
1) I was right in my assumption that thrusting my pelvis into a woman's face is a total turn on for her.
2) I just need to stop watching Soderbergh's movies.
I know that I am completely alone in my total ennui towards this guy, and I'm cool with that. But how did he elevate this material? By shooting everything through a doo doo-stained filter like he always does? I could put on Coyote Ugly and mess with the color controls for that, thanks.
Okay, so maybe he toned down the visual flair to focus on working with the actors to create interesting characters. Let's see, Matthew McConaughey's portrayal of Matthew McConaughey…
I am torn.
This is possibly one of the worst films I've ever seen. I wanted to walk out 20 minutes in, by 40 minutes in I rued having had that coffee that was preventing a good snooze, and by the 90 minute mark I was angry that it hadn't ended yet. I came out declaring that next to Pauline at the Beach this was definitely the worst I'd seen. There were a few interesting camera shots and McConaughey was fantastic, but his performance stood out like a sore thumb, most of the dialogue was inane and the audio mix was terrible in too many spots to count.
And yet, there was something nagging me about the structure of the…
Steven Soderbergh is the kind of director who apparently can make movies about everything. He seems to be on a temporary break from film making, I can only wish that this break doesn’t last much long. In Magic Mike he focuses on the life of a male stripper who is surrounded by women, money and glamour but despite all these something more important and deeper is absent in his life which makes it less joyful. Magic Mike tells its story in three different months, in June Mike is having fun, he enjoys his life more than before and seems like nothing can reduce his pleasure. In July the first signs of his unsteady situation show themselves and finally in August…
A funny movie about strippers shot in Soderbergh's patented stalling close-ups and ingenious tracking movements. The get-ups and cat-calls dominating the first half, the far better half, is probably the most joyous Soderbergh has been outside an Ocean's movie, utilizing Tatum and McConaughey's savvy bro-dance as a model for profiteers everywhere. McConaughey is particularly great as the dirty CEO, letting the women know in his own prologue-monologue that there's "a lot of lawbreakers" in the house, meaning that the women should freely gratify the independent contractors. Celebrations of seedy fun are a rarity, thus an inevitable third act where drugs consume our characters because there's a price to irresponsible living; Tatum dutifully leaving the life of thongs for a totally…
Not many films leave me puzzled, but this one did. What was the PURPOSE of this movie with flat characters, mindless male strip scenes and non-existing plot??
You have to give credit to Channing Tatum for his dance skills (which was why he was cast, probably) and Matthew McConaughey for his intentional overacted performance. Cody Horn is a sight to behold (and daughter of Warner's studio head at the time), but gives an otherwise bland performance like most other supporting actors. One has to wonder what Olivia Munn's character was all about - a girl behaving like a guy, yay, I got it.
Perhaps there's a cut of all the strip dance scenes on YouTube... If you're interested, you'd better watch that than this movie for two hours.
It really is a shame that Matthew McConaughey wasted so many years on his career making rubbish chick flicks that didn't highlight what a great talent he is. Luckily he is now finally get the opportunities to showcase his talent. This is lucky for this film as he is one of the few plus points in a rather limp, poorly put together, overhyped film.
I thought Soderbergh could pull something special out of any medium but this one was quite a failure. I can't believe there is such universal praise for this film. The characters are awful, the story is weak, the acting is abysmal and I'm not sure why Soderbergh even made this. Mcconaughey's character was the only one who was even remotely interesting but he wasn't given enough of the story to really become anything. This is probably the first Soderbergh film I didn't care for on any level.
Pass on this and watch any Soderbergh movie instead. Even Haywire.
Greased-up Matthew Mcconaughey is the angel of my life.
Channing Tatum is excellent in this movie based around the world of male stripping. Hot.
Not alright, alright, alright.
Soderbergh seems to be able to do anything. This male stripper story was a lot of fun. Well it was a lot of for the first hour or so. Then the boring Adam's decent into debauchery distracts the movie. It also ends on a fairly depressing note - Adam has been abandoned to the wolves, Tatum has limited disposable cash left and no real prospects for the future, and do we really think Mike and Brooke are going to be a couple that works out?
This is the most charming I've seen Tatum. I didn't know he had this in him. Not surprising that Soderbergh was able to get this performance. And his dance moves are pretty impressive.
So, why does a straight man watch a film about male strippers?
Obviously this is not my cup of tea. I guess its somewhat commendable that a film tackles an aspect of cultural entertainment that isn't often represented on the big screen, but it's delivered in a deeply alienating style not helped by the lack of charisma or likeability in any of the one dimensional characters on offer. I've only seen a couple of Channing Tatum movies - 21 Jump Street and White House Down immediately spring to mind - but he really stinks here in a bland meathead style performance. I guess this was the first film in the alleged 'McConaissance' but I can't see why, as…
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