Monday, June 09, 2008

SATC the movie -- fan thoughts


sex and the city the movie feels like the first two games of the boston-lakers current series. if you follow pro basketball in all its glory, you would know where i'm coming from. i am of course, as always cheering for the lakers. so it's a safe bet that the SATC film is a big let down. despite a derelict screenplay, the eponymous HBO series was and still is, through the dvd collection, a staple in lifting my faltering spirits from peripatetic concavity.

for me the carrie story lost its magic before the end of the fourth season the moment she turned down aidan. the likes of berger and alexander petrovsky (no matter how much i adore the great mikhail baryshnikov) scenarios were merely sidetracks to the Big reunion. is there a bigger jackass in real life than Big? but then aidan wouldn't be able to afford a humongous fifth avenue penthouse unlike guys with the financial gravitas of petrovsky and john james preston. in carrie bradshaw's world, big closets and manolos are all the rage. SATC is an advertising haven for product placements. i can always recite a line in one of the two episodes devoted to shoes, "they were not sandals, they were manolos." take that, tatum o'neal.

honestly, for me, the main draw of SATC the movie are the other girls. i'm curious about the plot trajectories of charlotte, miranda and samantha. charlotte evolved from an uptight pollyanna to a sympathetic wife and friend. though i'm still confused how she was able to support her lifestyle in between husbands when she was not working. i had to review the prenup episode for that in the third season and got nothing except the macdougals would pay more for the birth of a son. miranda may still be sarcastic and cynical but somehow managed to forge a celluloid life resembling a dose of reality. and there's the lovely miss jones. who ever thought it was a good idea to turn smith jerrod into a tv star and transplant dear samantha to LA ? there wasn't much footage of stanford blatch in the movie, another blow. my favorite gay bff has given me these words of wisdom from the fifth season, "people judge. others do arts and crafts. we judge."

all in all, both SATC the series and the movie reminds all of us of the beauty of molding friendships and relationships. friends are always there to rescue and to spoonfeed soup when the going gets really down. one of my favorite episodes was the one where samantha appeared on miranda's doorsteps and offered to baby sit brady.
miranda: "you want to baby sit? i can't believe it."
samantha: "neither can i. but here i am, mary f----n poppins."
samantha and a screaming baby was quite a site and yes, if there's ever a sequel to the movie, i want to see more of jerry jerrod aka smith jerrod in samantha's life.

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