I forgot to mention that I saw Sex and the City last weekend. As I’ve always maintained, I watched Sex and the City mainly because I enjoyed the confusion, disgust, and shock it produced within me. The movie did not disappoint. Charlotte shat her pants. Really. Miranda displayed tufts of her private part fuzz poking out the edges of her bathing suit. Samantha got fat and let her gut bulge out from her white jeans. WHITE JEANS!?! And Carrie got stood up at the altar. Miranda also had two VERY GRAPHIC making love scenes which I thought would be right at home in a porno movie. I can’t help but wonder about the woman who portrays this character. I understand she has children and since she is here on this earth, she must have parents too. Has she no shame? How could she do that knowing there is a very good chance her children or parents may see it or hear about it? I dunno. Maybe it’s just me. Getting back to the movie, Carrie was about to get married to her boyfriend “BIG” but he gets cold feet and doesn’t show up at the ceremony. They do run into each other as she leaves the church. She hits him with her bouquet, over and over again and screams, “I knew it! You humiliated me!” The rest of the movie shows her in mourning over the situation. Then at the very end she discovers that BIG has been writing her emails — transcribing love letters from a book and somehow this makes it all okay. They reunite and get married in court and Carrie wears a frumpy dress. I can’t figure out how this can be a happy ending. I guess it’s a happy ending because although BIG is the biggest jerk of all time, he’s also very handsome and rich and those things negate the jerkiness AND his money allows Carrie the ability to buy expensive, non-orthopedic shoes and silly dresses. The other clincher is that Samantha breaks up with a very handsome, successful man because she doesn’t like being in a monogamous relationship. She then celebrates her 50th birthday!?! As the credits rolled I couldn’t help but imagine how Carrie will continue to be humiliated by BIG and how Samantha will prowl around, looking for empty sex from the likes of disgusting men who would be interested in that sort of thing. It’s a tragedy in the form of a romantic comedy.
So yeah, I enjoyed it. God didn’t.
“Miranda also had two VERY GRAPHIC making love scenes which I thought would be right at home in a porno movie. I can’t help but wonder about the woman who portrays this character. I understand she has children and since she is here on this earth, she must have parents too. Has she no shame?”
Well, Miranda is played by Cynthia Nixon, who probably got over the matter of shame when she “came out” to her parents some years ago.
All in all excellent review! You should read the New Yorker review – I have a link to it on my blog…
“It’s not me, it’s the character!” I love that excuse for exhibitionist behavior from actors. There are so many times when I think, how can they live with themselves knowing people saw them in that way? How can they go home and have dinner with their parents/children knowing their parents know? And in Nixon’s case, she’s a woman not a kid making silly self absorbed choices. I don’t get it.
As in all crimes…
follow the $$$$$$$