Review of Sex and the City (2008) by Bri L — 17 Feb 2011

There're several irrealistic points in this movie, and i'd bring up my perception of what real life should be:

I'm a 27-year-old, if I give up the lifestyle in my cozy hometown and make it to new york...i would be looking for MONEY! not love.

And if my husband-to-be suddenly chickens out before the wedding but regrets immediately and still wants to marry me when he sees the sight of me before the ceremony, i'd still marry him...imagine all those people get arround in a big place, all those invitations, and your parents, friends and relatives..hundreds of people make ways to join your ceremony..what a scene!...what a responsibility....and the traumatic embarrassments you have to deal with afterwards...how could anyone just decide not to get married in a circumstance like that? it's remained incomprehesible to me. if the man is really not the one, i'll probably divorce him...at least, half one year later..or make it a year. so it's much less attention-grappling....even I would think of practical things like that. why not a socialite in matured age? and the man in this case is a middle-aged businessman, how come he would suffer from frights like a high-school boy who just learns his girlfriend gets pregnant? it puzzles me.

And also, I was surprised about carrie's reading choices...she's a writer, ok, a columnist, how could you be if you didn't even read "wuthering heights" in high-school or college? isn't it a bit too late for you to start it off when you're, let's say, 38? and you're a "professional" writer? she talks about that book like an adolescent girl who yearns for love...with all those phenomenal affairs you have had for at least 20 years, haven't you learned to grow just a little bit? I truly cannot truly believe anyone in that age could still operate like that... I always pay attention to what people read because it's an indication of your inward sophistication which cannot be fooled by the clothes you wear or the cosmetics you put on your face.

I suppose, I have less to bitch about it than its sequel. yeah, they're irrealistic, at least, the clothes look really nice, particularly the wedding dresses. this one is just narcissistic, but at least, not that obnoxiously narcissistic. (there's still a difference!).

Even personally, I never believe in sisterhood, and my experices of life tell me that women are all mean to each other. friends to me are usually the ones who laugh when you fall down on ground, those who rejoice at your misfortune...(perhaps just my part of life...maybe I just have had it much rougher than those who praise sisterhood) you just live with all those craps then carry on alone to struggle for survival. (spiritual survival)..

I guess this movie tries to be a love-song for new-york, its cosmopolitan image with multiculturalism and sexual emancipation...it has good-intention even it's still inevitably counterfeit..i suppose the reason why its sequel sucks because it carries away from new-york landscape. how could sex and the city be sex and the city without new york? even that new york they praise is merely a phony utopia which celebrates egoism, consummerism and promiscuity.