Not to be confused with “ego,” in this case I’m talking about insecurity in terms of sexuality. When I wrote my official Magic Mike review, the first reaction from the often-belligerent Internet wasn’t an assessment of my critique – or even the usual roll call of hate it/love it opinion in regards to the filmmaker or cast. Instead, the very first question I was asked was “Who did you go see the movie with?” followed promptly by, “I hope you didn’t go see it alone!” (Yuck, yuck, yuck, yuck, yuck).

Truthfully speaking, one of the biggest issues facing (straight) men who may want to check out Magic Mike is the issue of how to even see the movie without being embarrassed:

  1. What will people think if I go see it alone? (That I’m gay.)
  2. What will people think if I go see it with another dude? (That we’re both gay.)
  3. What will it be like if I go see it with a girl (Ego-bruising – see section above.)
  4. What if I like any of the characters in the movie? (Does that mean I’m gay?)

Indeed, Magic Mike is one of those intersection points of modern male culture and psychology, wherein the lines of sexual orientation can become a little too fuzzy for comfort. It’s a bit unfortunate; the fear of being harassed by those who believe such specious superstitions like seeing a particular movie instantly changes your sexual orientation, is going to keep many dudes out of the theater. It is, inevitably, a juvenile outlook that is still all too prevalent in our society today.

A man secure in himself should have no problem walking into that theater; as the stars themselves pointed out, a smart single guy will know that the Magic Mike theater is where all the ladies will be hanging out. The same sort of secret that straight male cheerleaders and gymnasts have been enjoying for years.

And the third reason guys don’t want to see this movie is…

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