Magic Mike XXL 

Magic Mike XXL can't recapture the substance that made the original more than hunky shirtless guys

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There's an important, perhaps counter-intuitive point that must be clear before we start talking about Magic Mike XXL: The original 2012 Magic Mike was not about male strippers. Make no mistake: It contained male strippers. A whooooole lot of 'em, grinding and thrusting away in routines designed to send female audience members—both within the movie itself, and in theater seats—into fits of shrieking glee.

But the movie was not fundamentally about male strippers, and that's why it worked as something besides beefcake eye candy. Director Steven Soderbergh and screenwriter Reid Carolin used that milieu as the backdrop for a Great Recession-era tale of shadow economies, with people working their hardest and resorting to less-than-savory activities in an attempt to stay above water, let alone grab the American dream. From the efforts of Mike Lane (Channing Tatum) to finance his custom-furniture business to under-the-table construction jobs and drug deals, Magic Mike was, at its core, about money—and not just the bills stuffed into the protagonists' G-strings.

Magic Mike XXL picks up three years later, and it's got entirely different things on its mind—or, more to the point, it really has nothing on its mind. Mike is still running his furniture business in Tampa, mourning the recent end of his relationship with Brooke, when he hears from his old stage buddies—Richie (Joe Manganiello), Tarzan (Kevin Nash), Ken (Matt Bomer) and Tito (Adam Rodriguez)—who are now facing a last hurrah after being ditched by Dallas and The Kid (Matthew McConaughey's and Alex Pettyfer's characters, not returning for this go-round). That last hurrah will be a trip to the annual stripper convention in Myrtle Beach, S.C. a trip on which Mike impulsively decides to join them.

What follows is mostly an episodic road trip, as the lads bounce up the coast: a beach-party stopover, where Mike meets a flirty photographer (Amber Heard); an impromptu routine in a convenience store set to "I Want It That Way;" a visit with one of Mike's old associates, Rome (Jada Pinkett Smith), who's now running a lavish private male-stripper club in Savannah. Director Gregory Jacobs—Soderbergh's long-time assistant director, taking over the main chair while Soderbergh still serves as cinematographer and editor—maintains the loosey-goosey performance energy of the original, with plenty of casually entertaining banter. And while McConaughey's oily Dallas is missed, Tatum carries XXL a long way purely on the strength of his charm and charisma ... OK, and also his ridiculous abs.

But what's missing is anything even remotely resembling a story, even the thin mentor & protégé narrative that supported Magic Mike. Carolin (also returning as writer) makes some token stabs in the same economic direction as the original, with members of Mike's crew variously mentioning their dreams of selling yogurt, becoming artists, singing and acting, etc. Here, though, it all feels like background noise—something to talk about because they need to talk about something on that long trip up to Myrtle Beach. Even the subtext of "male entertainers" facing the downside of their career as they hit their late 30s is quickly discarded (though it inspires a great gag about a younger generation of dancers doing a Twilight-themed routine). It's a movie where stuff happens on the way to the next scene where stuff happens on the way to the final scenes where big stuff happens.

A lot of the stuff that happens involves hunky guys dancing provocatively with their shirts off, and let's be honest: There's an audience for that. Based on the advance screening I attended, that moviegoing audience would be thrilled to be part of the audience up on that screen, making it rain dollar bills on those hunky, provocatively dancing guys. The accompanying choreography is bold and wild, and shot in a way that dancing is rarely shot in movies anymore, so that you can actually appreciate that athleticism of the routines. But it's sad that there's such a gaping hole in the middle of the "let's put on a show" stuff. Even the final shots—seemingly meant to duplicate the lineup at the end of Ocean's Eleven—can't hide that this caper isn't an effervescent ride. It's just a movie about male strippers.



Magic Mike XXL
Rated R · 115 minutes · 2015
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Director: Gregory Jacobs
Producer: Nick Wechsler, Gregory Jacobs, Channing Tatum, Reid Carolin and Steven Soderbergh
Cast: Channing Tatum, Matt Bomer, Joe Manganiello, Kevin Nash, Adam Rodriguez, Gabriel Iglesias, Amber Heard, Donald Glover, Stephen "tWitch" Boss, Michael Strahan, Andie MacDowell, Elizabeth Banks and Jada Smith
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Inlander Stripped Down Magic Mike XXL can't recapture the substance that made the original more than hunky shirtless guys by Scott Renshaw 07/01/2015
Creative Loafing Atlanta Jada Pinkett Smith on female empowerment and 'Magic Mike XXL' The actress, musician, and advocate on years of bringing strong women to life on the silver screen by Edward Adams 07/06/2015
Charleston City Paper Magic Mike XXL is just as charming as its predecessor Not only does Magic Mike XXL have more male dancing, bulging biceps, oily washboard abs, and G-string than you can imagine, it also hasn't lost sight of what made Magic Mike (2012) successful. by Dan Hudak 07/01/2015
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Creative Loafing Atlanta Light-hearted 'Magic Mike XXL' sheds serious themes along with the clothes Male entertainers return for one last ride. by Curt Holman 06/30/2015
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The Coast Halifax Review: Magic Mike XXL You don't have to tell me twice by Tara Thorne 06/30/2015
Chicago Reader Money can't buy you brains (in a sex comedy) Three new summer releases indicate that all raunch and no smarts make for a dull film. by J.R. Jones 07/01/2015
Connect Savannah Review: Magic Mike XXL It’s sexy, it’s stylish, it’s well-paced (and the dance routines exceptionally well-choreographed), and it’s unexpectedly pro-women. by Matt Brunson 06/30/2015
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