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two movie reviews
Jul. 27th, 2015 12:55 amInterstellar was *so bad*, like, what if they let M. Night Shyamalan remake 2001.
Magic Mike XXL on the other hand was a lot of fun, starring Channing Tatum's arms as the leaders of a merry band of sex elves traveling the American South to make sexually repressed women smile. It's simpler and more optimistic than the first one, still not really about eroticism as much as a sort of intersubjective performance of sexuality that's a whole lot of layers removed from actual sex. (Fun questions of "who is the consumer" - the women who are chosen to be the 'guests' of the various strip acts are sometimes being "proven" to themselves to be worthy of sexual attention, sometimes to other women in the audience, sometimes they're pretty much being used as props for the male dancers showing off for themselves or each other.) There were a few moments with actual passion - Tatum's first dance at the beginning, alone in his workshop when a song comes on the radio he used to dance to - that was hot. And a couple of moments at Domina, when Tatum kneels for Rome and kisses her hand, and when he first watches tWitch dance with obvious fascination/desire. Well, I thought it was obvious; they got *so close* to doing something interesting with it at the end, with the mirror dance, but I just didn't feel it with the choreography there. Good movie but needed more homoeroticism (probably my standard review to be honest).
Magic Mike XXL on the other hand was a lot of fun, starring Channing Tatum's arms as the leaders of a merry band of sex elves traveling the American South to make sexually repressed women smile. It's simpler and more optimistic than the first one, still not really about eroticism as much as a sort of intersubjective performance of sexuality that's a whole lot of layers removed from actual sex. (Fun questions of "who is the consumer" - the women who are chosen to be the 'guests' of the various strip acts are sometimes being "proven" to themselves to be worthy of sexual attention, sometimes to other women in the audience, sometimes they're pretty much being used as props for the male dancers showing off for themselves or each other.) There were a few moments with actual passion - Tatum's first dance at the beginning, alone in his workshop when a song comes on the radio he used to dance to - that was hot. And a couple of moments at Domina, when Tatum kneels for Rome and kisses her hand, and when he first watches tWitch dance with obvious fascination/desire. Well, I thought it was obvious; they got *so close* to doing something interesting with it at the end, with the mirror dance, but I just didn't feel it with the choreography there. Good movie but needed more homoeroticism (probably my standard review to be honest).
