Tuesday, June 24, 2008

At Last, Sex and the City

Yes, I realize the movie has been out for awhile. My training partners and I were supposed to see it the day before the marathon, but we were, like, busy shopping getting mentally prepared for the big day.

So my mom's group (well, it's not REALLY a mom's group, in that we don't pay dues and we have spontaneous rather than scheduled heavy drinking sessions playdates. We're just six or so women who met when our kids were 7-8 weeks old in a support group for new moms, and we've remained friends) had a night out.

Five of us met at the theater. And because we didn't have our kids with us, we actually got to wear our Big Girl clothes (ie heels, shirts without goldfish crumb handprints on the shoulder, etc). We weren't the only ones. We chose our seats, and a moment later, a group of women in cute outfits filled the entire row in front of us.

The TV series of Sex and the City was, ultimately, about women bonding, and it was reflected in the crowd. I believe there was one manfriend. I'm guessing either 1) he'd been a very bad boy or 2) he was going to be richly rewarded for sitting through it, although there were lots of naked boobies to be gawked at.

I wasn't a huge fan of the show when it was on. I mean, I liked it, but I didn't DIE over it. I don't own the complete DVD set or watch it in reruns on TBS.

But when the movie came out, I was interested in seeing it. And I'm glad I did.

Honestly, it was really funny. Too long, but definitely entertaining.

This will NOT ruin for any of you who have yet to see it, but there is one part where Miranda (Cynthia Nixon's character) is complaining about those annoying moms who stay home all day and don't, you know, work. We all looked at each other and were all, "That would be us. Thanks!"

I'm the only one of our group who has actually lived in the City, for about a year and a half in the early 90s. And of COURSE I wore fabulous designer clothes and $500 Manolos and went to the hottest bars and had lots and lots of wild sex.

Yeah, right. I made, what, $32,000 a year and hung out at dive bars, drinking kamakaze shots with beer chasers. I had a boyfriend who lived in out of state, but when that didn't work out, there might have been just one ill-advised tussle (one great thing about NYC, a condom is just a quick run down the stairs to the corner bodega at 3 a.m.).

Thing is, New York is really the best place on the planet. But it's even better if you actually have money, like the characters in SATC.

In the end, though, it's not about the shoes or the killer apartments or even Carrie's crazy argyle legwarmers (what was she thinking??).

It's about having amazing girlfriends. No matter where you live.

4 comments:

Just J said...

I'm jealous, I want to see it!

Suzanne said...

I liked the movie very much, even though I publicly trashed the series on the mom blog and my blog. I had to reconsider when so many gals I respect liked it. In the end the women bonding moved me and made me laugh and cry and laugh again...
I didn't however change my opinion on oggie, weasely Mr. Big. You didn't tell us your thoughts on him, but he's a bad egg in my opinion who needs to button his shirt all the way up!

Cheryl said...

Suzanne - HA! Big has always struck me as a little sleazy. One of my gf's was disappointed by the ending (don't want spoil it) because she didn't think it fit with Carrie's character. But you know, I'm not invested enough in the characters to REALLY feel one way or the other, kwim?

Melissa said...

Yep, I loved this movie! Partly because I had a great time laughing at the idea that Carrie and Co. would walk 43 blocks in such high heels. But, mostly I just liked that someone put out a great movie about female friendship. I love to be reminded about how great female friendships can be.

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