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Major Spoiler Alert: You Have Been Warned.
I've seen maybe ten or twenty episodes of "Sex and the City," the television show, and that was on TBS (right?), because I've never been in a position to be paying for HBO. Still, I'd seen enough, and from the end of the series, to basically understand the character dynamics going in.
ZOMG, I freakin' *loved* "Sex and the City."
Not interested in crowds of avid SATC fans, I snuck into a 10am screening at the Arclight Cinemas in Hollywood on Sunday morning, thinking no one's up in L.A. on Sunday morning, right? Wrong. This obsessive center-sitter made her way up, up, up - and to the left. Where Cami Walker from the 29-Day Giving Challenge, who I'd never met before, cheerily greeted me with, "Welcome to row Y!"
Yes, I watched "Sex and the City" seated between a couple and a man who was also there by himself.
And yes, I loved it.
Now, this is going to seem really, really obvious, but I think the breadth of the appeal of "Sex and the City" lies in the fact that Carrie, Samantha, Charlotte, and Miranda are very interestingly different female characters, each with smartly written roles to play and each with an interesting partner to play off of. (You do wish you could see even more of the male characters, but they certainly weren't stuck just playing arm candy like women are in so many mainstream films.) Seriously, I was practically high off watching a film with so much going on that actually meant something.
I mean, "Iron Man" is great, but you could write what it's about on the back of a Moo card.
What I loved was that even though I don't live in NY, I will never buy Manolo Blahniks (totally just googled that for spelling), and I will never attend fashion week, so much of "Sex and the City" spoke directly to things I think about and/or deal with all the time. Namely: Sex & Relationships.
So here come the spoilers. How flipping awesome was the end of Samantha's storyline when she finally accepts that she's happier on her own? And Charlotte was simply delightful throughout. (*Love* her husband Harry.) And I really enjoyed Louise's relationship with Carrie.
I suspect that everyone has a different part of "Sex and the City" that speaks to them more specifically. I was fascinated by the abrupt breaks in Carrie and Miranda's lives and how they get repaired. Because it was just so real to me.
The moment where John is coming back to the wedding, having realized that he's made this huge mistake, and you can just see how the moment could be salvaged, but she just knew it was going to happen and she's running from him. The brilliance of the fact that in the end it wasn't just his mistakes, and they come together as who they truly are.
I really, really loved the portrayal of John, so heart wrenching.
And Miranda hearing that one thing and just bolting. And then later in the counselor's office when Steve says that Miranda hurt him, too, because she bolted and how can he trust that she won't bolt again. Well, that's my moment, because having been on both sides of that particular situation, it has never once occurred to me that the person who bolts has also caused serious pain that needs to be repaired and/or recovered from. That that particular skill of the 180 leaves wreckage in its path.
So, it was sexy and it was funny and it was smart and I loved it. It was also completely heart wrenching and serious at times, and I liked that it went there, that it wasn't afraid to go dark.
Because sometimes love truly is dark and painful.
If you haven't yet seen "Sex and the City," and you've gotten this far because you read spoilers (bad!), may I suggest that now that the rabid fans have had their weekend, you head out and check it out.
My advice? Bring a man. If he goes with you and you talk about it after, he's a keeper. Because the most interesting thing about sex & relationships is that they involve everybody.
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The blogosphere speaks:
For You Sex And The City Fans - Tidbits on what hit the editing room floor from The Gossip Fix.
Sex and the City Movie/Sexism review - Great Midwesterner review from Tobes at Hear Me Roar.
