ANYWAY. Onto the title of my post, 'Females can be ridiculous'.
Yesterday I went to see Magic Mike. Yes. The movie about the male strippers. I have no shame.
And I can honestly say that I went in with low expectations, thinking that there would be no plot and it would be all about the guys dancing seductively on a stage (don't get me wrong, the movie had plenty of that), however the movie actually had a decent story line, and Channing Tatum was a superb leading actor.
I was a bit disappointed that Matt Bomer, the actor I was most interested in seeing, was only in the movie for perhaps a combined total of 15 minutes, with no major lines. Ugh. That guy is too gorgeous to be playing second fiddle to Alex Pettyfer, whose acting lacked the zeal that his cast member's provided. I mean, come on! With a face like his, WHY WOULD YOU NOT GIVE HIM A BIGGER ROLE?
|I literally spent 5 minutes deciding on the perfect picture set of him to use, because all of them are perfect.|
Actual movie aside, I can say that my experience seeing Magic Mike was definitely different. Instead of seeing it the day it came out, knowing that the theaters would be packed, my stepmom and I decided to wait until the day after. We had cleared our schedules and decided on the 2:04 showing. When we got to the theater it was PACKED with women between the ages of 40-60 EVERYWHERE. When we finally made it up to the ticket counters we read signs saying that Magic Mike had sold out for the 2:04 viewing and that the 4:40 tickets were going fast. I deftly maneuvered my way to the front of the line and bought our tickets before they were sold out.
After going home for a short while we returned to the theater around 4:14, thinking that we were arriving early, BUT NO. There was a roped off line, that was eventually the length of the entire half of the theater, of excited, middle to late aged women waiting. Waiting to get a good seat, waiting to have their fantasies fulfilled, waiting to objectify gorgeous men, waiting to do who knows what. It was ridiculous. And it involved a lot of disturbing giggling from sexually frustrated grandmas.
The theater in my town wasn't even this packed for any of the Harry Potter films.
I nearly drowned in all the estrogen. And the condensed mixture of perfume and desperation.
Among the throng of women were a few disgruntled husbands/boyfriends, but within the first five minutes they didn't stay disappointed for too long due to Olivia Munn's breasts being exposed while she exchanged witty banter with a nude Channing Tatum. Of all the nudity in the film, I'd have to say 25% of it was female, and the rest of it male. I wouldn't recommend this movie to anyone who is uptight about nudity and sexual themes (obviously because that's what a vast majority of the film consists of), but I do think it warrants a recommendation for those who are actually curious about the male dance industry and the pitfalls within it. As cliche as it sounds, there was a genuine 'stripper with a heart of gold' theme interlaced throughout the film, and as soon as the credits started rolling I wished I could have continued viewing the different paths that the characters took.
Whenever I get upset that there wasn't more to a movie I take it as a sign that the writers did their job in getting me engaged and invested in the characters that they created.
Wait, did I just somewhat write a review about Magic Mike? Huh. It appears so. Well, I guess all I have to add to this review is a recommendation to give it a chance. I know that I'll be seeing it in the foreseeable future again (if I can talk any of my friends into seeing it with me), and if anyone accuses me of being a wanton objectifier of men?
Pffft. Chill out. If guys can have stashes of porn magazines, don't judge me for having my Turtles board.
p.s. My grandma freaked when she found out that I was going to see Magic Mike with my stepmom, but suggested to my stepmom that she accompany the movie with 'the talk' beforehand, in order to properly prepare my young, innocent mind. LOLZ. My grandma has no idea that the internet has evolved beyond AOL.