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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…
Surprisingly artful character piece about the price of an appearance based profession. One probably expected more of a raunchy fun ride based on the advertising, but instead there's a clear stamp of Soderbergh. He shows off the fun of the inside of the club itself, with bright lighting and bombastic set design. Yet, he manages to perfectly contrast that spirited fun with a sepia toned harsh reality that presents these men as elder statesmen of their profession, riding out the last few years they can and wondering if they can make it afterwards. Channing Tatum shows off his dramatic colors wonderfully here, torn between the lifestyle that's made him comfortable and his dreams of a less glamorous light with the…
Haven't watch yet...and i want to watch it now! Grr!
I actually watched this movie for the articles. Put your smirks away. I have no interest in watching a feast of the male flesh. I'm turned on by a compassionate heart and an insightful humble mind. So i'd heard that Channing Tatum had put in a surprisingly good performance and that Matthew McConaughey's role was a do not miss.
Well I haven't been so bored in ages. I waited and waited for something, anything to happen. Anything interesting that is. Nope.
A movie that is so much about money it could be called Flesh is Capital. Money is everywhere, in every conversation, and there is never enough. The choreography is great but the money is always there and at some point the dance has to break to pick up the small, sweaty bills and tuck them into not enough clothes. The art is smashed by the commerce.
A little better than I remembered, but still falters hard due to the useless Alex Pettyfer.
I changed my mind, this is comparable to Saturday Night Fever and American Gigolo. Superb work from Soderbergh and Carolin. And Tatum is growing on me.
The story they tell is actually not that bad if you can stop focusing on the abs and crotch lines...and of course those are the best parts.
Geile Musik, Geile Typen, sogar geile Frauen gibts. Colorgrading ist aber oberste grütze, besonders außerhalb des Stripclubs. Dachte schon mein TV wär schrott.
A movie that's drenched in a nostalgic look for a time and life that no one is nostalgic for gives this movie some thematic oomph I was not expecting.
The 2015 edition of the They Shoot Pictures, Don't They? 21st Century's Most Acclaimed Films list.
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