I'm not a fan of the term "Guilty Pleasure" so I decided to make my list called the "Fuck you,…
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.
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…
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…
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…
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…
I missed something, I thought this was directed by Soderbergh. This feels half-assed, and not because you see ass. It really feels out-of-touch, there's no heart to the hustle, and not hustle to the heart.
I didn't like the half naked male thrusting as much as the first time watch but the re-watch was still highly entertaining.
Dallas: Fact is, the law says you cannot touch!
Dallas: But I think I see a lotta lawbreakers up in this house tonight...
My only complaint: Not enough Big Dick Richie (Joe Manganiello).
Modern cinema: blue and orange, blue and orange, blue and orange, Steven Soderbergh.
I guess penis pumps really do work.
It was an enjoyable film. Not anything spectacular, but I really liked it. Matthew McConaughey and Channing Tatum were pretty good, especially McConaughey. Hopefully the sequel will be just as good.
The recession through the lens of male strippers. Kevin Nash's barely-keeping-up stripper choreography almost makes up for the bottomless void of Cody Horn's performance.
I had hopes for a more charming movie. But since "The Kid" was basically an asshole for the whole movie I really didn't care about his strifes. Fantastic dance/strip-scenes and a great chemistry between the guys.
As a former boss of mine said, "there sure is a lot of man ass in that film." Luckily, no one comes out of this production having made an ass of themselves. I'm not sure if this is a fair comparison, but it's like a B-version of Boogie Nights. When I say that, I mean that it doesn't even come close to Boogie Nights, but I feel as though it channels small elements from P.T Andersen's masterpiece here and there.
Tatum is charismatic and suitably buff, but he seems to lack the chops to fully carry the entire film. The rest of the cast is fun, but I'm not convinced Tatum's stripper protege was the right choice for the film.…
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This list combines the two checklists The A.V. Club published last year:
- The Avengers
- The Woman in Black
- The Dark Knight Rises
Not necessarily from your favourite films of this year (although they are likely to be), just those moments that just…