My rant review (and spoilers) begin now ...
And speaking of ridiculous and cliché, Charlotte never suspected her husband of being unfaithful. But Samantha (of all people) makes a comment about her bra-less nanny and all of a sudden, Charlotte can't sleep at night? Really? And what was up with her mini-nervous breakdown over being a mom...with a FULL TIME NANNY?! I had grown use to feeling for Charlotte and being emotional with her over the years, even through the first film. The writers did a horrible job of drawing me into Charlotte's conflict either way. My biggest emotional reaction to anything related to Charlotte's character in the film occurred when her child slapped two big red icing hand prints on the back of Charlotte's white vintage skirt. And that lasted all of 2 seconds because my next reaction was to ask why the hell would you be icing red cupcakes in a white vintage ANYthing?!
And Samantha. Samantha, my favorite SATC character. Just wow. She had an opportunity to take her business international and possibly expand into another industry and all she could think about was sex and hot flashes. And not ONE word about it when it was all compromised? The same strong, powerful Samantha who was all about staying ahead of the PR game...and sex...is now, apparently all about sex? It was so tired and boring--two words I never thought I'd use when describing Samantha.
Miranda was the only character who was actually entertaining to watch throughout the whole film. Not one what-the-eff moment with Miranda. Her actions were consistent with the Miranda we all know from the series. She, more than any of the other ladies, actually carried on like she had just gotten a once in a lifetime, free trip to Abu Dahbi. Her story was relatable and made sense for her character. When the picture of Miranda at her new law firm flashed on the screen during Carrie's closing narration, I actually cared more about that than I did about Carey in her robe/evening gown chilling with Big on their boring couch or Charlotte's once debilitating fear of her husband sleeping with the nanny being miraculously assuaged all because...oh! the hot bra-less nanny likes girls, and that makes her hot bra-lessness less appealing to my heterosexual male husband. Really. And I don't even remember how Samantha's story was wrapped up. That's how much I cared.
The first Sex and The City film was exciting and well-written and the female characters were strong and their bond pulled me in and made me care about their friendship and hope for their futures in family and life--the way a film following an awesome HBO series with a cult-like following should. We all left the theater wanting, hoping for a Sex And The City 2. This second effort just made all the women (except Miranda) look silly and irrational and at times, just plain stupid. The costumes (and Box Office) were obvious winners, but Sex And The City 2, in my humble opinion, was an epic fail. If you haven't seen it yet, you might just want to watch the trailer and all these clips --save your money. If you're really into fashion, specifically, Sex And The City's fashion, definitely go see it. Otherwise, that's 2 hours and 27 minutes of your life you will never get back.
And F.Y.I. if I were a gay dude, I would be offended by the whole first part of the film. It was very stereotypical and over the top. I know that was all the point, but Liza Minnelli, Broadway chorus singers, and the handsome straight guy being afraid to be hit on at a gay wedding?
And P.S. if I were a Muslim woman in Abu Dahbi or anywhere, I would be offended as well. And insulted.