I’d Settle for a Handshake.. and the City..

I love Sex and the City. Snappy dialogue, hot sex, beautiful clothes . . . you can’t go wrong with that, right? When the movie was released (and plagued with some terrible reviews) I happily shelled out ten bucks to see it. And I remained in love. I even loved the progression away from sex to family and love. Yes, I love the show even with less sex! ;) Until last night. It’s possible (probable really) that my deteriorating attitude over the last few weeks altered my perception of the film. It’s possible (probable really) that I could watch it tomorrow and enjoy it just as much as the first time.

Problem Number One:

Yes Carrie and Big belong together. Yes they’re each other’s one true love. Blah blah blah. Maybe it’s because their happily ever after is what I crave with my not so (Mr.) Big. Maybe my personal life is intruding too forcefully on my relaxation time. Whatever the case may be, the romance really rubbed me the wrong way.

Problem Number Two:

Girlfriends are so hard to come by these days. At least ones of the Sex and the City caliber. Sticking together-ness and not fighting over men? Can such friendships actually exist? I have my doubts. Experience has taught me that women who play the game are dangerous. Especially to those of us who never bothered to learn the rules.