I just watched the sex and the city movie. It was a hot mess, just like the television show. There are of course the pleasures of viewing their outrageous clothing and indulging in the fantasy of New York as a haven for pretty rich white girls where the biggest problem (no pun intended) is the skittishness of a super rich groom.
That said, I liked Carrie's long depression and the shot of her staring at herself in the mirror sans makeup. I like that Samantha decided that she'd rather work on herself than stay in a relationship. I like the long sequence of Carrie rushing to Miranda's side for a girls only New Year's Eve. I liked seeing Jennifer Hudson sway her way into their white washed world. I liked that Miranda forgave Steve.
What I didn't like: all the weird cat fighting and post-feminist bull. For example, the comments on Samantha's "gut," the sniping on Miranda's pubic hair, the reason why Charlotte had to have a biological child, the class/race/body issues of Jennifer Hudson as the assistant or marker for "real" women (think Dove ads), and of course ONCE AGAIN the requisite reuniting of Big and Carrie in a heterosexual resolution. My god, can we still believe in Big???? After everything??? I didn't like it in the series finale and I certainly didn't buy it here. The whole Big=THE ONE forumla is a dead dead horse. Like I said, a hot mess.
This all reminded me of an Absolut ad I saw on the street a few days ago. It said "In an Absolut world" and had a photoshopped picture of a NYC subway stop with the 2nd Avenue line on it. The 2nd avenue line has supposedly been in progress for years and years and will be completed in...who knows. This ad was specifically targeting the people walking by (it was around 20th and park, I beleive) and referring to their NYC identity as a way to sell them a sympathetic brand. To me, Sex and the City lives in this Absolut World where the 2nd ave subway does exist, huge Village apartments are available for writers, drinking five cosmos in one night doesnt make you an alcholoic, fashion is paramount, affordable, and justifiable and most importantly, at the end of the night the prince is there to rescue you. In an Absolut world...
The New Year's Eve scene of Carrie going to Miranda's place was by far the nicest sequence in the movie. Too bad in the back of my head I kept remembering the scene when Miranda is actually looking for the apartment in Chinatown and says to, "Follow the white guy with a baby." What the hell?
ReplyDeleteyeah there was some odd tension about the Brooklyn/Manhattan class divide that they chose to deal with by surprise! heterosexual resolution (the meeting on the BK bridge, a liminal space).
ReplyDeletebut the whole movie was like that- just when it made a good point, it turned around and threw in some post-feminism