Upon further review, call it 'Crap and the City'
Posted: Wednesday, October 29, 2008 6:40 AM by Denise Hazlick
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Movies, Pop culture
In the spring, I met up with a group of girlfriends for dinner and drinks before going to see the "Sex And The City: The Movie." Being a big fan of the HBO series, I was looking forward to the film. Two hours into the two-and-a-half hour flick, I thought, eh, it's OK and it's a bit too long.
During my recent staycation, I watched the movie again on DVD. This time around, I still thought it was too long, but instead of being OK I now think it's a load of crap.
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Only Charlotte, left, comes off as sympathetic in "Sex and the City: The Movie"
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First off, I loved all four of the main characters, each different, but each fantastic in her own unique way. Samantha, the utter id who did it all her way, Charlotte, the eternal optimist, Miranda, the cynical career woman and Carrie, the voice of reason with the pathological shopping problem.
After watching the movie again, the only one I liked was Charlotte. She was the only one who remained true to her character, confessing that she found something she loved about her life and her marriage everyday.
Miranda was turned into the worst version of her sometimes bitter self -- unforgivingly judgmental, angry and utterly unyielding. Samantha turns to food to suppress her primal instincts because she just can't be a one-guy gal. And finally Carrie, who ditches the quiet restrained wedding she was going to have with twice-divorced Mr. Big for a Page Six extravaganza because of "the dress."
OK, the characters were always more or less two-dimensional representations of archetypes. In the movie, those types are whittled down to a sliver. When did the writers lose their respect for these ladies?
I'm growing increasingly dismayed by how women are portrayed in movies. Watch the trailers for these two upcoming movies -- "Bride Wars" and "He's Just Not That Into You." According to "Bride Wars," women are so self-absorbed and petty that they would battle with and lose a best friend rather than pick another day to hold a wedding.
And yet Hollywood keeps churning out this junk. Why? Because we women spend money to see it! I'm guilty -- I saw "Sex And The City" twice!
Does anyone else share my dismay about the portrayal of women in films? Anyone else think "Sex And The City" was more like hate mail than a love letter?
