Magic Mike’s Mediocre Magic

On Tuesday Sam and I followed Metacritic’s high score of 73 (out of 100) to the theater to see Magic Mike.  Bow chicky bow bow.  It’s the story of Channing Tatum’s, I mean Magic Mike’s stripper career into folly and redemption and blah-blah-blah etcetera etcetera.  And yeah, take it off baby!

Perhaps I missed something.  Perhaps the plot line wasn’t really as predictable and rehashed as I thought it was.  Because a 73 rating?  Maybe the critics need to hit a bachelorette party in Vegas.  Dudes dancing about and ripping off velcro pants is not worth a 73.  More like $20 and a feather boa.

The acting is mediocre at best though Mathew McConaughey seems as if he found his calling.  Perhaps Tatum isn’t the only one with a pierced and shaved skeleton in his closet.  Poor Matt Bomer (White Collar) had about 3 lines and Alex Pettyfer?  Well that guy should stick to playing werewolves that don’t speak.  Awkward.

I don’t know.  It’s a fun movie that’s about on par with catching a male revue without having sweaty beefcake literally in your face.  So either see Magic Mike and forgo having to cough up your ones or see the real thing and take a shower afterward.

Although I do have to say, that Channing Tatum can dance.



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