Due to circumstances beyond my control, I am very late in seeing Sex in the City. I was supposed to go to a press screening over two weeks ago but it didn't happen etc boringly etc.
Now I have seen it. What point were they trying to make by scripting Hudson to fall in love with the most hideous Vuitton bag ever produced?
Other than that, it was two and a half hours of ceaseless frocks, Chanel 2.55s and their variants and a hunch that if Carrie had not come across Big in that closet she might never have forgiven him.
Now I must go and find a pink drink.
Wednesday, 11 June 2008
The closet, the closet . . .
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Yes! And it needs to be served in an up glass the size of a bird bath, so I think a Cosmopolitan would be perfect.
It bothered me that after Carrie had arrived at a reasonable conclusion about Big's freak-out, she immediately accuses Miranda of "ruining her marriage" when Miranda confessed what she'd said to Big the night before the wedding. I admit that I was a fan of the series when I was a college student, but I think I've outgrown it and watched the movie just too gawk at "stuff".
Am so glad that you've called out that u.g.l.y bag. My thoughts exactly, but I felt that I'd already been hard enough on the film (without seeing it) that I tempered my comments when I finally did.
Ah yes, as I suspected earlier, SATC was best seen in slo mo for the ab fab frocks and accessories, and FF (fast forward) for the boring bits, of which there were a more than a few. My 17-year-old daughter kept muttering under her breath about the holes in the plot. How could they spend so much money on wardrobe and so little on a credible plot, she asked. Blind Freddie could see the plot holes, I muttered back in agreement. She was also of the opinion that Kim Cattrall looked lovely and "kinda normal", but SJP, stylish but oh so scrawny, was hugely overrated on all fronts. Curious that our concurring views bridged the generation gap, for once.
I would probably forgive nearly anything of a man who gave me that closet and the means to fill it. I am aware that this makes me a shallow and possibly loathsome person, but I promise that if I ever do find my own Mr. Big, I will spend most of the time I am not shopping doing charity work and visiting shut-ins. I swear.
Yes. It wasn't bad enough that Hudson was cast in a "Magical Blackperson" role. She got an ugly-a-- bag.
But I must admit that I thought virtually all the fashion in SATC was pretty hideous. That horrible pair of Manolo Blahniks (leave them in the closet). That bird headdress, it was one thing after another.
If you're going to feed a consumerist fairy tale to a bunch really gullible women, could they at least be palatable consumer goods, please?
adults acting like adolescents...but worth it for Samantha.
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