All these rave reviews of Magic Mike (hello film catering to the female gaze!) really makes me want to see it.
I saw it today (noontime showing, WHAT DECADENCE IS THIS) and all I want to do now is go back to college and write 1000 words on anxious masculinity and the female gaze.
Fair warning, though: There is not nearly enough Matt Bomber. At all. Not even close.