Garance Dorè was spot on with her review of Sex and the City 2 – “not much sex and even less city”.
So what I have to say about the movie is probably gonna hurt some of you hard-core fans out there (and believe me, I’m one of them), because I do so love the Sex & the City series, and I loved the first movie too, but…
Michael Patrick King should have relinquished some of his control and allowed the story and the screenplay to have been written by someone else this time around. A fresh take is what the girls needed and unfortunately what we were given was not what we all imagined or indeed hoped for.
Yes, it was funny, even funnier than the first, and yes there was fashion but frankly, I was left wanting more of the old and what we got was a bunch of women complaining about their perfect lives with their perfect wardrobes and even though they had been flown 6500 miles across the world to a dream destination with royalty extras, it still wasn’t enough. I mean, how much do these girls need to be fully satisfied?
My favourite thing in the movie was Carrie’s necklace of a crescent moon and falling star. Unfortunately if I want one of my own I will have to have it made of make my way over to Turkey as it was a piece picked up by Patricia Field when she was there. Sigh…
I did love Carrie’s flowing dresses, but as my best girlfriend Kirsty said, now that SJP is in partnership with Halston, there is no real Carrie outfits in this movie. Most of them were Halston.
I just felt that the fashion took over the film ( which was not that difficult a thing to do as the plot was weak to begin with). And that ridiculous Yohji Yamamoto hat that Carrie wears on the plane – oh lordy, fashion victim! It looked like she was wearing a crab pot on her head and who would wear such a huge hat onto a plane in the first place? Surely customs would confiscate it from you before you even made the first class lounge? Mind you, it wasn’t the only silly hat worn in the movie.
The real star of the movie for me was Carrie and Big’s apartment. I loved it, especially their coffee table and their bed-head. Oh and the walk-in closet was a-maazing!
Another peccadillo was (and yes I am nit-picking here), but if Miranda is such a busy working mother, how in the world would she find the time to go shopping for her wardrobe?
I did love Miranda and Charlotte’s Cosmo-fueled heart-to-heart about motherhood. I was able to relate only too well and laughed out loud.
Was it just me or does anyone else feel like Samantha’s character is the only one of the girls still the same? I’m beginning to think of Carrie, Miranda and Charlotte as boring old fuddy-duddies now which sadly makes Samantha look way too over the top.
One last thing, the flashbacks – why did they even bother with them? Such little time on screen, I think it would have been better to actually show them meeting each other, it would have been much more fun, don’t you think?
Oh, and Carrie’s Chanel dance mask sunglasses – a bit much perhaps?
And what was up with Samantha’s hair and makeup at Stamford and Anthony’s wedding?
(The lady doth protest too much, methinks.)