Like a good gay, I saw Sex and the City 2 over the weekend and for my money, David Eigenberg is the cutest of the SATC men. He only had a few scenes this time around (no hot rear entry action), but he deserves more if there's a third installment.
If there is going to be a SATC3, then they need to give serious consideration to including a fucking story. The first movie had the drama of Big leaving Carrie at the alter and Steve cheating on Miranda. What did this one have? A crying baby and one quick kiss with an ex-boyfriend. They milked the shit out of that kiss, but seriously people, it really wasn't worth an international call.
They also need to nix the foreign locations. Why do they always want to take these New York girls out of New York for the movies? SJP famously called The City the fifth lady. She wasn't talking about Abu Dhabi.
OK, OK, I didn't hate it. Actually I kind of liked it. It wasn't nearly as bad as the reviews would indicate, but after it was over I could hardly remember a thing. It was like cotton candy, sweet and tasty at the moment, but when it's gone it's as if it was never there. It was fun and there were a few chuckles, but I can't remember any now. The clothes were great, but I can't remember any now. The music...was there music? Oh wait, Liza was in it. She looked GREAT. She's a trooper and her scene was fun (how about that, I remembered one!). I love Carrie and the girls, and if you do too, it's definitely worth a matinee ticket (under no circumstances is it worth full price). Best enjoyed with other gays at a theater with a bar.
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