
Seriously?
This is how you want to go out? A plotless, sexually-neutered piffle of a stripper movie, barely-scripted, with hardly enough “film” to fill a trailer, much less close to two hours of screen time?
No, I didn’t like it. No, it doesn’t appear that Steven Soderbergh was all that crazy about it, either. At least his lunkheaded “Logan Lucky” had a funny character or two, and was stupid enough that it dared to offend.
The third and final “Magic Mike” movie is just stupid. What “Staying Alive” is to “Saturday Night Fever,” “The Last Dance” is to the gritty, sexy, hustling beefcake that was “Magic Mike.”
If Soderbergh was a musician, we’d call this a “contractual obligation album” and shake our heads about the money we just wasted supporting his “art.”
Even Channing Tatum seems a little embarrassed by all this by the time the third act rolls around.
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