A list of Edgar Wright's favorite 1000 Movies per his list on Mubi on July 27th, 2016.
Work all day. Work it all night.
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.
Magic Mike is deceptively exhilarating and ingeniously introspective, fully realizing a gleefully energized world while simultaneously illuminating the flaws of its dynamic structure. Ravishing, seductive, and stunningly gorgeous; the mood of Magic Mike contrasts with the material for its "intended" audience, maneuvering through opaque feeling rather than the organized deliriousness of stripping. Well, there's a little of that, but don't worry uptight viewers, this will enthrall anyone.
I'M STILL A MAN EVERYBODY. NO SHAME, NO SHAME AT ALL.
Alright, alright, alright.
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…
I like watching movie stars do stripteases as much as the next fellow. Not quite on the same level as the women in the room when I watched it, who started making made noises I haven't really heard before. Fascinating.Anyway, those scenes are good. The rest of it isn't.
Soderbergh is a troubling figure to me. It's obvious he believes everything I believe about what a good movie should be but most of what I've seen has been lame anyway. Looking forward to watching the sequel he didn't direct.
Explaining why I ended up watching Magic Mike feels a bit in vain. I've seen the posters and the screen captions. Of course I wanted to see this.
I'm surprised how many people talking about this movie (and I mean talking it about casually. I haven't exactly read any other reviews or blog posts) leave out how good the story is. From what people have said I've just assumed it's a cute male stripper story, but there was a lot of depth left out. Sure, not all characters are deep and have a big reason for why they are stripping apart from money, but at least it's explained why the main character wants the money. It was interesting to see…
Fun times with strippers.
Would give a half star, but I'll give it one and a half because you see Olivia Munn's boobs.
If you automatically disregard Magic Mike and its sequel XXL just because the plot involves male strippers than you are missing out on two of the finest cinematic achievements of the decade.
Channing Tatum is amazing.
A film with this many assless garments shouldn't be this compelling.
Un film che avrebbe potuto essere un interessante approfondimento sul concetto di "corpo", ma che è troppo occupato a sentirsi opera intellettuale. L'ultimo Soderbergh, insomma, tutta estetica e virtuosismi e zero contenuto. Un po' come questo parere.
Sorpresa Collo Tatum invece! Più che convincente, ci crede e ce la mette tutta, fornendo un'ottima interpretazione. Come? Interpreta se stesso? Ah. Vabbè. Però no, sul serio, bravo davvero, a Collo ci si vuole bene.
It almost feels like Soderbergh trolling people.
Edgar Wright's 1000 Favorite Movies via MUBI.