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Is Magic Mike XXL the Most Feminist Movie of the Year?

Magic MikeAs I watched Magic Mike XXL I couldn’t help but wonder: have we reached a tipping point where the female gaze is not only acknowledged, but celebrated? Where women are assumed to have a raging sex drive, not slut-shamed when their sexual desires come to light? In an earlier post, I argued that we lack strip clubs for women because women’s sexuality is so threatening that we have created myths to diminish its strength, one of which is that women aren’t sexually aroused by visual stimuli.

But Magic Mike XXL gave us a glimpse of what the world would be like if women’s love of gazing at male bodies were allowed to run free: and boy is it a beautiful world. It’s a world where strip clubs full of gorgeous undulating be-thonged men exist, where perfectly tanned male buttocks shake in front of women’s faces as women sip Grey Goose martinis, while the Childish Gambino lovingly composes personalized rap songs extolling the beautiful personalities and bodies of the guests.

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Why Don’t We Have More Strip Clubs For Women?

Two weeks ago my friends and I spent 45 dollars to watch semi-naked men clad in firefighter outfits awkwardly gyrate to Bon Jovi songs at the Ho Chunk Casino in Baraboo, Wisconsin. While watching the “blokes” from Thunder From Down Under tear off various pieces of clothing, I was by turns revolted, disturbed, and amused but never aroused. And I thought to myself, Women deserve better strippers than this. 

Envision a theatrical production concocted by a not-particularly imaginative 5-year-old and performed by intoxicated WWE wrestlers, and you’ll get the idea. Each vignette featured a new theme in an attempt to cover a wide variety of stereotypical female fantasies. So we got to see gangsters and Roman soldiers and cowboys, who, after some choreographed combat, stripped down to thongs and showed their sculpted buttocks to the crowd.  The closest we came to seeing a penis was when we glimpsed the side of the bare shaft and testicles of Alex, a mid-30s, steroid-filled Australian stripper.

Then it started to get interesting. They’d bring overweight 40-something women on stage for lap dances, guiding the women’s thick hands inside their thongs. They’d simulate cunnilingus and intercourse on the deliriously happy women. They’d jog into the audience as women grabbed at their crotches with a fierceness usually reserved for plucking bulk condiments from Costco’s shelves. Clearly, the audience loved them. Continue reading

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