Sex & The City 2
Soooooo two years on here we are again, catching up with the fabulous foursome. The years have been kind to all of them but poor old Samantha who is menopaused to the eyeballs and has metamorphosed into a rather nasty old skank with dreadful jokes. And to think I used to identify with her!!!!*
Carrie is bored with Big, Charlotte is just not coping with being the perfect mother and then there's the full time nanny with her big old cow titties flopping about everywhere - this apparently is sexy and a threat to all the other women who manage to purchase and wear brassieres.
Miranda is still ginger and still stressed about EVERYTHING!!!! And that's about it really. To spice things up they go off to Abu Dhabi, except they don't cos the UAE didn't want them spreading their nastiness, so the filmed loads of it in Marrakech.
Having recently returned from said city I recognised a few bits - the airport, the souk - but my word did the set designers ever go to town with the bleach! Everything is white and clean and shiny and "Hollywood".
As with the first movie and the entire series the clothes are the real stars, I got my fix of playing spot the "it" bag and realised that even Patricia Field can't make those Ralph Lauren gold harem pants from last summer look good! It was bliss, and I shall be hitting the shops for an oversized silk boyfriend blazer just like Carrie's!
There's been loads of reviews both in the press and on the net saying how shit the movie, that its racist, that its this, that and the other and the epitome of all that is wrong with the world.
To those people I say get over yourselves, its a bit of fluff, its not pretending to be anything more than that, it's a movie for camp men and camper women and I defy anyone with an ounce of camp not to have loved the opening wedding scene, even with poor old tragic "image of her mother" Liza Minelli's dreadful version of Single Ladies.
If you loved the series, if you think of those four like the four pals you don't see too often these days, then go see it. If you're looking for a deeper meaning, fuck knows, go see Hot Tub Time Machine or something!
By the way, here's another little elephant I found at Notting Hill Gate
*I am fully aware of the irony of that statement
Carrie is bored with Big, Charlotte is just not coping with being the perfect mother and then there's the full time nanny with her big old cow titties flopping about everywhere - this apparently is sexy and a threat to all the other women who manage to purchase and wear brassieres.
Miranda is still ginger and still stressed about EVERYTHING!!!! And that's about it really. To spice things up they go off to Abu Dhabi, except they don't cos the UAE didn't want them spreading their nastiness, so the filmed loads of it in Marrakech.
Having recently returned from said city I recognised a few bits - the airport, the souk - but my word did the set designers ever go to town with the bleach! Everything is white and clean and shiny and "Hollywood".
As with the first movie and the entire series the clothes are the real stars, I got my fix of playing spot the "it" bag and realised that even Patricia Field can't make those Ralph Lauren gold harem pants from last summer look good! It was bliss, and I shall be hitting the shops for an oversized silk boyfriend blazer just like Carrie's!
There's been loads of reviews both in the press and on the net saying how shit the movie, that its racist, that its this, that and the other and the epitome of all that is wrong with the world.
To those people I say get over yourselves, its a bit of fluff, its not pretending to be anything more than that, it's a movie for camp men and camper women and I defy anyone with an ounce of camp not to have loved the opening wedding scene, even with poor old tragic "image of her mother" Liza Minelli's dreadful version of Single Ladies.
If you loved the series, if you think of those four like the four pals you don't see too often these days, then go see it. If you're looking for a deeper meaning, fuck knows, go see Hot Tub Time Machine or something!
By the way, here's another little elephant I found at Notting Hill Gate
*I am fully aware of the irony of that statement
Labels: Misc and TV
posted by JoJo Smith at Friday, May 28, 2010
1 Comments:
Looking forward to seeing you in Sheffield! ( we has tickets and everything! - look for the long haired goonies waving like the mad peoples we are!
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