Steven Soderbergh makes the movies he wants to make, and apparently this time around he really wanted to make a movie that prominently features Matthew McConaugheyâs glistening abs.
McConaughey plays the shiny, ridiculous frontman of Tampa strip club Xquisite, where he leans hard into his Southern drawl and goes by âDallas.â Under his charismatic stewardship, the club transforms nightly into a giddy, giggly bacchanal; male dancers feed on the crowdâs energy, turning the performance into a low-stakes power play. Audience members are hoisted to the stage to pantomime the most athletic sex theyâve ever had; in one routine, the dancerâs crotches become machine guns, firing a spray (of imaginary bullets!) into the crowd. Objectifying men, it turns out, is way more fun than objectifying womenâMagic Mikeâs campy, enjoyable musical numbers are predicated on the fact that the dancers want to be there just as much as the audience does.
Headliner âMagic Mikeâ (Channing Tatum) is a hardworking hustler, possibly possessed of a heart of gold, whose dream is to save enough money to open a custom carpentry business. (Heâs âgood with his hands.â) Tatumâs alleged sexual magnetism doesnât really resonate with me, but heâs perfectly likable, and his best scenes here are with low-key love interest Brooke (Cody Horn), the big sister of Mikeâs young protĂ©gĂ©, âthe Kidâ (the verrrry handsome Alex Pettyfer).
Despite its winky title, and the apparently near-universal appeal of Tatum hopping around shirtless while wearing a little hat, Magic Mike is more than just a straight-to-screen Chippendales revue. Soderbergh is interested in all aspects of his charactersâ work, and the strip club behind-the-scenes parts are some of the filmâs most entertaining: The dancers sew their own thongs, shave their legs, and swap theories about âWaffle House pussyâ while drinking home-brewed Viagra. Itâs almost a shame that Magic Mike has to have a plot at all, and the half-hour of story shoehorned in at the end is about what youâd expect from a movie about Florida strippers: Drugs, weird sex, a baby pig eating vomit off the floor of a fancy apartment. Itâs a world full of easy money and easier women, a world thatâs awesome when youâre 19 and less so at 30. The strippers pursue pleasure and suffer its consequences; some learn lessons and some donât. Neither Soderbergh nor Magic Mikeâs characters are interested in passing judgment one way or another.