That's just my opinion, anyway, after having seen Sex and the City with a friend yesterday. Don't get me wrong - the movie was fluffy, naughty fun. But here's my take, for what it's worth, which for some of you may not be much. All that self-absorbed navel gazing and waffling that caused Mr. Big to break Carrie's heart so many times during the series? I might have let him get away with it when I was in my 20's or 30's. But how a self-respecting 40 year old Carrie could (SPOILER alert; please avert your eyes if you don't want to know. Or please just read on because for heaven's sake how the hell could they make a movie of this and not let the two of them finally get hitched up at some point?) let him humiliate her and then still take him back as the too old, too stuck in his ways but okay obscenely wealthy enough to buy a penthouse apt. (pre-war, with excellent light) on 5th guy of her dreams is honestly more than I can accept. So is her anger at Miranda (who spent most of the movie looking terribly constipated and unhappy and who also needs to just put on her big girl panties and grow up) for telling Big that he and Carrie were stupid to want to marry. I could buy Carrie's anger if Big were, say, 22. 22 year old guys could be thrown off their game by one too many Coronas or by looking at the mini blinds or whatever. But an over 40, probably 50ish guy? C'mon. Now that makes him into a nicer looking version of your eccentric cousin who according to all the aunties just couldn't find the right girl because he was picky.
The NY setting was gorgeous. I want to marry again and have the ceremony in the NY Public Library. I want that dress. Those shoes. That apartment. The Closet!! But I'm not sure I want to be friends with these ladies any more.
And as per the title of this post, I really miss Adain. He should have been the one. (okay, I miss the Russian, too. Can't get enough of him in the reruns, but he was just as into himself as Big only with a cooler accent and that post ballet body to die for)
Til next time...
2 comments:
You hit on exactly why I stopped liking that show. Carrie just kept on acting like some self-involved idiot teenaged girl. Her emotional range never matured. And what, I'm supposed to admire her because she spends more money on shoes than I earn in a year? WTF? This is the new 'post-feminist' woman? The one who keeps going back to the guy who is pathologically unable to treat her like an equal partner in their relationship? (end rant)
But, sigh, NYC was the most fabulous character in the whole series. I miss her most of all.
~Beth
I have only seen about 5 minutes of the TV show ever and was so shocked/grossed out that my in laws and niece watch this, I never watched again. Plus I am so NOT into fashion/nails/hair that I figured it would not be for me.
But I hear for some it is a guilty pleasure.
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