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Channing Tatum, Salma Hayek, Caitlin Gerard, Alan Cox, Christopher Villiers, Vicki Pepperdine, Ayub Khan-Din, Nancy Carroll, Gavin Spokes (więcej)VOD (6)
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„Magic” Mike Lane (Channing Tatum) powraca na scenę po długiej przerwie. Jego interes spalił na panewce, tak więc spłukany musiał się zatrudnić jako barman na Florydzie. Ale w nadziei na przysłowiową ostatnią szarżę Mike udaje się do Londynu z bogatą celebrytką (Hayek Pinault), która kusi go propozycją nie do odrzucenia. Kobietą kierują też jednak jej własne, skrywane powody. Mike wreszcie dowiaduje się, o co naprawdę chodzi jego towarzyszce, ale nie ma już odwrotu. Czy razem z nowymi, seksownymi tancerzami, których musi doprowadzić do porządku i formy, zdoła sprostać oczekiwaniom? (Warner Bros. PL)
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A sexy private dance in a luxury Miami villa in the introduction. A spectacular group performance in a London theatre at the end. And in between, it’s just very bad – boring and even annoying ballast with an overacting Salma Hayek, whose character seems to have been written with the idea of “this is precisely what viewers of our franchise will not want to see”.
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After the dramatically successful first part and the easy-going second part comes the third (and, according to the title, probably the last) part, which is just an old-world naive and sweet fairy tale. Perhaps it’s good that it's something a bit different in terms of genre for the third time, but this time the shift didn't really suit me. Soderbergh has swapped the likeable, pompous characters from the previous installments for universally annoying new characters who fulfill the most played-out film clichés (the misunderstood impulsive housewife, the over-smart multi-talented teenager, the aloof wise butler). And speaking of clichés, cameo appearances via Zoom have become a very dated cinematic tool in recent months. The cinematography is again nice, the choreography of the dance numbers is very good, it has some funny Soderbergh "wtf" moments, but I can't help it, plot-wise it fits just right on the Hallmark Channel at 14:30.
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The first Magic Mike was an uncomplicated social drama, the second a road movie and this, the third one, is a Lubitsch-esque conversational comedy built on the foundation of a backstage musical. Or Pretty Woman in reverse, if you like (a rich housewife buys the company of a stripper with a heart of gold, and the question of “love or money?” stands at the centre of the story). However, there is also criticism of the capitalism/patriarchy that turns everything into a commodity (London is humorously presented through a series of shots of souvenirs) and promises to women, who are at the centre of the narrative for the first time, freedom (the perhaps most expensive shop in the city is aptly called Liberty) and fulfilment of their most secret fantasies, but only if they give up their wealth and power. In other words, it really has to be a fantasy realised somewhere in the theatre, without any overlap with the real world, where men still make the decisions. Magic Mike’s Last Dance can also be seen as Soderbergh’s effort to subversively play around with the concept of legacy sequels, at which he both succeeds and fails (and reflects his own position, when, like Mike, he has to build on a successful brand, sell himself and rely on patrons instead of building something new because of the systemic conditions). The protagonist wouldn’t have done anything spectacular without someone else’s money and a job offer; he simply would have continued to make a living as a bartender and remained a lone wolf. The old gang only appears briefly during a Zoom call and there are minimal references to the preceding instalments (a flashback with a striptease in a police costume). The dance scenes, thanks to which this is one of the most erotic Hollywood films without sex (and it will make your nipples erect regardless of your gender or orientation) are parodically overwrought (the opening “pornographic” dance à la Fifty Shades of Grey and its moist variation at the end). The deliberate formulaicness with the division of the story into basic archetypes is made visible by the straightforward voiceover, which transform’s Mike’s return to the stage almost into a fairy tale or mythical story. It’s definitely not as silly and shallow as it may seem when viewing it on a superficial level. 75%
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