What ensued was perhaps the most fun I have ever had sitting in a movie theater. Laughter, gasps, and the occasional "YAAASSS!" filled the theater for the film's two hour running time. Though far from a necessary installment, "Magic Mike XXL" proves that sequels don't always have to be the joyless, sigh-inducing affairs they've become in the modern marketplace. On the contrary, Channing Tatum and his band of shirtless "male entertainers" glide successfully on their raw charisma and make a film that by all accounts shouldn't work, glisten brighter than their sweaty, beautiful half naked bodies.
