Have you ever found yourself in a movie theater, watching a film and wondering where is the plot, where is the dialogue and then….
Channing Tatum stops talking and starts dancing..
Matt Bomer takes me to “Heaven”…
Tw!tch is dancing all over the place…
Adam Rodriguez is serving up something good…
Even Jada Pinkett-Smith’s ass is oh so fine…which blows out of the water certain “feminist” males attitudes about women of a certain age.
And Joe Manganiello definitely makes it clear what way he wants it.
And I forget that there is no real, workable plot with any kind of mentally stimulating dialogue whatsoever.
Because the visual effects seemed to be enough…more than enough.
Not sorry at all.