
Magic Mike XXL movie review: crotch watch
A cringe-worthy jamboree of dimbulb manflesh that’s even more embarrassing than the first film. If you want a picture of the future, imagine Channing Tatum grinding his crotch in a human face, forever.

A cringe-worthy jamboree of dimbulb manflesh that’s even more embarrassing than the first film. If you want a picture of the future, imagine Channing Tatum grinding his crotch in a human face, forever.

Shockingly not terrible, and says some things that need to be said more often, like how dads do not own their teenaged daughters…

A workplace bromantic comedy about men from a male POV: the workplace just happens to be a (male) strip club. Rather tame and rather dull, for a movie about guys taking their clothes off. Magic? No.
Plus: Atlas Shrugged producer gives up on sequels, unless he hasn’t…
Can we expect to have Alex Pettyfer forced on us on a regular basis now? Who decides guys like him are to be transformed into movie stars? Ack.
High school is hard. High school is even harder when you’re a secret alien from another planet in hiding from big scary guys with enormous feet and weird tattoos on their bald heads who are after you for reasons no one really understands. Except maybe that you’re the last of your kind. Well, apart from your alien-warrior protector, who isn’t specially numbered like you are.