OMFG. Sex...

...and the City that is! I finally got around to seeing the creme de la creme of chick lit this weekend. Despite its predominantly negative reviews, I was pleasantly surprised by the film! Critics bashed it for being offensively extravagant in a just barely post-recession period...but come on people, no one exactly goes into Sex and the City 2 thinking "well here's a great example of realism!" Such decadent chick lit is lovely fluff; layer upon layer of ridiculousness meant to take the viewer away for two hours to a world where labels rule over logic.
Visual decadence aside, the plot was escapist, even surreal at times. Let's start with the obvious: [caution spoilers ahead!] Carrie and Big. So our annoyingly beloved Bradshaw jets off to the middle east (Morocco standing in for Abu Dhabi] and runs into her ex, granola-chomping, uber-friendly Aidan and they end up kissing. She immediately tells Big and comes home to --wait for it!-- a huge diamond! Um, what? Did I miss something here? Last I checked Carrie CHEATED on Big while on vacation...this being after months of whining and bitching over ordering in and watching movies instead of nights out on the town. If Carrie was living anywhere else and not in Carrieland she would of gotten a diamond removed from her finger, not placed on it!
Carrie isn't our only whiner this time around. The usually refreshingly sweet Charlotte is reduced to a weepy mother in denial whose startlingly uptight facial expressions caused unintentional laughter for me throughout the movie. So you have two kids. Big deal. Her and Miranda raise a half-hearted glass to all the mothers "without help" out there and then STILL complain about how hard it is for them to deal with motherhood! Let's reiterate here..Charlotte is Park Avenue wealthy. She has a doting husband who, despite his job as a divorce lawyer, is still a hands-on dad. She has a full-time nanny (albeit an overly-curvaceous Lesbian one) to take care of her two girls....not exactly the most empathetic situation.
Not surprisingly the best surreal aspect of the movie is spitfire Samantha! She looks even more flawless than she did during a series, a feat in itself as actress Cattrall is over 50. Her perfectly justified spunky attitude led to such memorable scenes as pelting condoms into a crowd of conservative men in Abu Dhabi and getting screwed every which way by not one, but TWO hot young men! All women past their twenties should be so lucky!
With its utter extravagance in materialism and utter ridiculousness in storyline, Sex and the City 2 really was girl fluff at its best...any place where a girl gets a diamond for kissing another man sounds like a fun one to be in, even just for two hours.
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