by MacKenzie Phillips
The best way to describe Sex and the City 2: utterly disappointing. Rarely any sex nor city is present in the film and it seems as though these leading ladies have nothing more to teach us other than how to be dumb materialists and how to lead super depressing lives.
In the film, the big question is how can Carrie Bradshaw (Sarah Jessica Parker) continue to enjoy her marriage once excitement of becoming a newlywed passes. In other words: What is supposed to change once you are married? Mr. Big (Chris Noth) seems to have already turned into a stay-at-home guy who prefers to get takeout rather than go out. Children are not in the cards for these two. And to make matters more nauseating, while Bradshaw struggles with this marital rut, her three best friends have their own dilemmas to deal with.
Charlotte York (Kristin Davis) struggles with child- care issues. She stresses about parenthood and her husband’s assumed fixation on their big-breasted nanny. Miranda Hobbes (Cynthia Nixon) experiences hard times at work with a sexist boss who rarely lets her speak at meetings. Samantha Jones (Kim Cattrall) begins to have hot flashes. To ward off the onset of menopause she lathers on lotions and takes hormonal vitamins… and continues to work on her cougar status.
So how can four middle aged women dodge these problems? The answer: a lavish vacation to Abu Dhabi. Really? I think it is safe to say that the Sex and the City TV series was much more enjoyable. The transition from television show to big screen production has almost become unbearable, and the latest storyline continues to water down the original TV series plot. Originally the four friends,Carrie, Charlotte, Miranda, and Samantha- living in the Big Apple searching for love, lust, fashion, and female solidarity- gave us a picture of NYC that we could connect to. With this new film, however, there is not much interesting to notice other than the fashion.