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Ladies (and a few brave gentlemen), I present to you...Magic Mike Movie Night.
If you don't already know, Magic Mike is a movie inspired by Channing Tatum's life as a stripper before he made it big in Hollywood. The pseudo-plot goes like this: Tatum is Magic Mike, a 30yo stripper who runs several small time businesses while trying to save enough money to go into business for himself as...wait for it...a furniture designer. Because we can't go around thinking he's nothing more than a shallow narcissist who just enjoys stripping for hordes of screaming women. No, he has to be an artist. He's also a man-whore, sleeping with any and all women who throw themselves at him, but whatever. He meets The Kid (played by Alex Pettyfor), a 19yo who is barely scraping by, and introduces him to the glamorous world of full-body shaving and learning how to move his pelvis in ways that would send any normal person to the chiropractor. Matthew McConaughey stars as the owner of the strip club and Mike's sometime partner. The Kid also happens to have an older, disapproving sister that Mike takes a shine to. Will Mike finally get the money he needs to leave the stripping life behind him? Will he win the heart of the sister? Will the Kid be able to rise above the lure of easy money, easy drugs, and even easier women?
Honestly? Who cares? If you are going to see a movie that features all those hunks in various states of undress, you are NOT going for the plot. And it's a good thing because it's pretty weak. Cody Horn, who plays the sis, is annoying. She spends most of the movie scowling at everyone and when she does laugh, it's a forced, braying sound that made me cringe. If you are going to see Magic Mike, you are going to see pretty men and, in that, it delivers.
(*Editor's note: I have no idea why, but I was surprised when I got my ticket and saw it was rated R. I KNOW it's a movie about strippers, but I figured they weren't going full frontal, so why the rating? They earned that R within the first 5 minutes though when they were a little more graphic than we were expecting. That's all I'm saying.)
We enjoyed the movie for what it was--a showcase of some mighty fine abs, if not great acting performances. Channing Tatum, in every movie he's in, always delivers his lines as if he's trying not to laugh. And the boy can't cry. I'm just not buying it. But we forgive him for his shortcomings as an actor because he's pretty. That's the entire movie in a nutshell (um, no pun intended).
In the spirit of full disclosure, I have to tell you that I went to a male strip club once; it was an impromptu bachelorette party. We went in the middle of the week and besides our little party, I believe there were less than 6 other women there. I actually felt sort of...sad for the men on stage. I didn't find much attractive about the whole thing. The consensus at dinner was that no one wants to see strippers--they want to see movie strippers.