Sometimes being fashionably late to the party is good, and I’m glad I was because I got to watch Sex & the City with the pleasure of a wide open theatre at a matinee in the middle of the week.
I LOVED the movie, and would see it again in a heartbeat. Not only did I have some good laughs, and ohhing and ahhing of the fashions, but I even cried twice, once out of joy, and the second because well, I’ll explain a bit later.
Me thinks many reviews were overly harsh
Having seen the movie now, I can say that some of the reviews were overly harsh, and I’m kinda surprised. My two cents is that the haters wanted this picture to be deeper than what it is. It’s almost like expecting fast food to become a healthy meal. Fast food is what it is, so just let it be itself. There are times when fast food fills a purpose, and it’s okay.
I went into this movie expecting it to be light flair with suspension of disbelief because it’s supposed to be a whimsical movie and yeah, I wanted to disappear into a fantasy for awhile. The TV show was on the lighter side, and we loved it for that. So, why expect more deepness in the movie? The TV show did delve into some deeper real life painful subjects like cancer, the death of a parent (Miranda’s mom), and infertility, but even then they didn’t get that deep into the darker sides of those issues which they easily could have being on HBO.
Not all was perfect
I will agree though that there were moments in
the flick that annoyed me like a thong that won’t stop riding your ass. First we have...
The product placements were just obnoxious. It was like Jar Jar Banks Star Wars annoying. To me, the product placements were the fifth character you wish gets killed off mid-movie.
Bummer they didn’t give Anthony, Stanford, and Magda more face time as these secondary characters are awesome. I was particularly shocked that there was not one scene where Carrie and Stanford talked about the wedding break up. Hello, this is the perfect convo topic with your gay BFF! And, how in the world did Anthony and Stanford go from hating each other to being friends. I did not get that at all.
A 15lb weight gain gets blown out of proportion
But the thing that really got on my nerves like a root canal was how the friends acted like Samantha gained 50 lbs when she only gained 15. It was so mean & shallow, and that to me was the one point in the movie where momentarily I agreed with Dodai @ Jezebel, the girls (And Anthony) showed their “assholes in expensive shoes” side. But besides these few annoying things, overall, I enjoyed myself, and it didn’t even feel like 2-1/2 hours passed by. In fact, I was sad it was over ;(
Steph's tears of joy
Now, let’s go to the parts where I cried. I cried for joy, when Steve and Miranda met on the bridge. What made me cry was the fact that they chose to forgive and choose their love over being righteous in their hurts. Marriage is hard, and it is work, and people will fuck up over time. And Carrie is right, forgiveness is forgiveness no matter what the form. I love too that the girls can have real fights with each other, and get passed it. Not all girl friendships can survive that kind of tension.
Steph's tears of sadness
The second time I cried was during the New Year’s eve scene where Miranda was home alone eating Chinese Food watching Dick Clark. After she hangs up the phone with Carrie, there is a look of anxiety, hurt, pain, and loneliness on Miranda’s face that I know so well. It is the pain of being alone on New Year’s eve because you have no one to be with versus out of choice.
Carrie was not too emotional on NY’s eve because she wanted to be alone with her Cup of Noodles. Miranda however reflected on the phone, “Isn’t that one reason why you get married, so you don’t have to be alone on New Years?” I balled. In the theater, I could not stop the tears because that scene reminded me of so many NY’s eves I’ve spent alone not because I wanted to but because I had to. NY 2008 was hard because it was my first without Matt. When I met Matt, I thought I’d never have to be alone on NY’s ever again.
Takout for One
After the movie was finished, I went to one of my favorite Chinese restaurants, and ordered the best pot stickers in town. Somehow, it was very comforting. There’s a novel in the works for ya, “Takeout for One” which ends of course in a happy ending because I said so...[wink]
The Sex & the City coffee table book is a must keepsake
Sex & the City the movie gets my two thumbs up. If you
loved the movie as much as I did, and want a keepsake, do get the Sex and the City
