I really wanted to see this movie--though fell ill on the day I intended to cough up 13$. And thank goodness, because it sucks! How many times can glorious Matthew McConaughey say, "Allright, allright, allright" in his precious twang? How boring is Channing's love interest and their romance? And how dare the creators keep hiding the baloney from devoted female/gay fans. This flick was pure tease with a deceptive trailer. For those who haven't seen it, save your dough. This is a transformation/coming of age story with boring dialogue. The most heinous crime is that it under-uses the bonerific talents of the werewolf from
True Blood, Matt Bomer, Alex Pettycoats, and Channing Tatum--and McConaughey. They should have focused more on the stripping and made
a Cinderella story for a girl to date a stripper--who is secretly
rich and gives it all up for her!
If you've ever wanted to know who Dishmama has always reminded me of, watch
this babe. This siren and my mother are practically separated at birth. But my mom is even more fabulous.
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