My eyes had the pleasure of taking in Magic Mike earlier this week. If you aren’t familiar with this movie, you can find more about it here, but in general, there really isn’t much of a plot, but lots and lots of eye candy.
Before the movie even started, the packed audience (of mixed ages and genders) was going wild in anticipation for what we were about to see… Channing Tatum, Matthew McConaughey and a slew of other nice looking actors wearing next to nothing as they took it all off on the stage of a male strip club.
What I wasn’t prepared to see was the heavy use and acceptance of drugs, simulated sex acts, “sharing” of partners, the “f-bomb” dropped more than any other word and more… all this while the audience in the theater cheered on. I couldn’t help but wonder what this says about our society today. I feel a little disturbed that I am raising three girls and a boy in an era where no one seems all that embarrassed to be sitting in a theater watching this stuff happen on screen.
Do I like seeing a nice looking man with his shirt off? Yes… yes I do, and there was plenty of that in this movie. In fact, I wouldn’t mind freeze framing a few Channing Tatum scenes and staring at them for awhile. The dancing, although a bit much at times, was really good.
I guess I am more disturbed by what’s “acceptable” today… we are no longer hiding behind closed doors to read “erotica”… in fact, it’s so well accepted that certain books have jumped to and stayed on the NY Times Bestseller list for a long time. Movies, like Magic Mike, leave little to the imagination. Even clothing young girls and women are wearing have you wondering if they paid full price for an outfit that barely covers their body.
We concern ourselves with pedophiles and sexual predators, yet we cheer wildly when a man holds a woman’s head to his near naked crotch and bumps and grinds. What kind of message is our behavior sending to those people observing us…looking up to us…taking their cues from us?
I may be a prude for even writing this post, and I know I can’t have it both ways… I enjoyed parts of Magic Mike but I am honestly ready, for the sake of future generations, to return to the days where leaving more to the imagination was a very good thing.
Sidenote update: My friend Shaina just shared this link to a Washington Post article by Suzi Parker. If you have questions about whether to see this movie, read this article.
And on to a recipe that has absolutely nothing to do with the blog post, except it was inspired by a cocktail I enjoyed with girlfriends prior to heading over to see the movie!
- 4 fresh blackberries, plus additional for garnish
- 2 ounces gin
- 1 ounce simple syrup
- 1 ounce fresh lemon juice
- 1 cup finely crushed ice
- Muddle blackberries
- In a cocktail shaker, shake together gin, simple syrup and fresh lemon juice until well blended.
- Add the muddled blackberries. Shake again.
- Divide crushed ice into 4 tall shot glasses, filling to the top but not packing the ice. Pour cocktail mixture over crushed ice. Top each shot glass with 1 blackberry. Serve cold.