Mike’s (Channing Tatum) furniture shop failed during the pandemic leaving him once again taking bartending jobs to make ends meet. Whilst working at a fundraiser hosted by Maxandra Mendoza (Salma Hayek) she discovers his dancing prowess and whisks him away to London to create a show at the theatre her estranged husband owns. 

Steven Soderbergh (director), Reid Carolin (writer) and Channing Tatum return for a third helping of Magic Mike and whilst it never reaches the heights of the original two films it’s still an awful lot of fun. Soderbergh skipped the second outing but returns to give us another slice of his semi experimental film style. 

The plot is thin but as per the other films it is about the characters and their relationships and the dancing. And anyone watching for the dancing will not be unhappy by any stretch of the imagination. 

There is a lot of humour and a lot of randomness thrown in as well because these films have never taken themselves too seriously. Some things that stuck with me are; Maxandra’s personal assistant Victor (Ayub Khan-Din) was utterly hilarious as a kind of gruff Alfred to her Batman, the weird narration being delivered in a deadpan bored teenager voice by Maxandra’s daughter, a random intermission card with cats at the time the show would have its intermission and a dance on a bus. 

But it is fair to point out that without the rest of the guys from the previous films (who only show up in a Zoom call) the film does lack something. 

But heck, it’s still silly fun.