You watch Channing Tatum doing a slick dance to Ginuwine’s Pony and you just know that life is not fair.
As a furniture maker, I wonder how many wooden chairs and tables he has broken from dry humping them. Talk about drilling.
Although there were several moments of cheeky fun (one of them set to the Backstreet Boys’ I Want It That Way), this road trip film felt a bit confused.
It glorified stripping like it was the most noble profession slash true art form slash the American dream slash easy money.
But who were we kidding? You just wanted to see those abs and dirty moves and the last ten minutes made it worth your one dollar bills.
Open ka ba sa stripping?
(Originally published July 8, 2015.)