Dear Julia,
I completely understand the anticipation and subsequent satiety of those females. In 2008, I went to theaters with a single gal friend to see the first SATC movie as soon as it opened in theaters in London. The audience (of mostly females, obv) also started clapping and cheering as the movie began. Two years later, and with a boyfriend reluctantly accompanying me, I attended the SATC 2 movie today. This time, I could wait to see it until a couple weeks after it premiered. Still, I went despite the reviews trashing it.
So, verdict? I must admit — I was pleased with it. ! Yes, I rolled my eyes into astigmatism on multiple occasions when the ugly Americans would say and do embarrassing things in Abu Dhabi, including a misplaced-in-time-and-place show of feminism via a classic Helen Reddy tune (Hey clueless, veiled Muslim women, you can be as liberated as we are in America! Um, where’s my black diamond ring, Big?). However, it was refreshing to see where these four women are in their journey of self-discovery.
Contrary to the opinions of my younger work colleagues, I think they look fabulous in their 40s and 50s — not old and tacky. I continue to abhor Carrie and find Sarah Jessica Parker’s tongue overly deployed in a desperate effort to appear sexy and relevant. But still, I take comfort in their enduring, two-decades friendship and enjoy checking in on their ridiculously insular, NYC navel-gazing lives.
Love,
Nilanthi
