Excerpt: The Film We're used to seeing Matthew McConaughey sans shirt. However, there's finally a movie that actually calls for McConaughey to show off those perpetually glistening abs. And glisten they do, but McConaughey is not the main character in Magic Mike .
Excerpt: My wife must not know what to think of me. I mean really, her husband has been looking forward to a movie about male strippers! Male strippers! All kidding aside, I really am a fan of pretty much anything Stephen Soderbergh puts out. Even his lesser-known films have intrigued me.
Excerpt: �The law says you mustn't touch. But I see a lot of lawbreakers in the audience tonight...and not a cop in sight.� Thus Dallas (Matthew McConaughey) in the opening scene, or prologue, if you will of Magic Mike .
Excerpt: Florida, no matter how old you are, is where you go to feel younger, whether it's retirees recreating summer camp with long days full of games or twenty-somethings reliving the days of spring break with all-nighters at the club.
Excerpt: There’s no denying that Magic Mike is a film about the world of male stripping. Filled with naked, muscular flesh and screaming fans clamoring for more of it, it’s planted firmly in the world of men who enact over-the-top fantasies of masculinity to make a living, one dollar bill at a time.
Summary: More low-calorie fun than any Steven Soderbergh movie since "Ocean's Eleven," this breezy offering ought to be subtitled "How Steven Got His Groove Back," as its typically high-minded director drops pretentions like tear-away pants.
Conclusion: The final act has an inevitable wavering patch when the film is obliged to tut-tut about the shallowness of the stripping, drinking, bantering, carousing and whooping it has previously enjoyed, but this is terrific entertainment with a sideline in wry melancholia and testosterone-fuelled philosophy.