Okay, SATC 2 has been in theaters since May 27th, but we wanted to wait to see it until the hordes of screaming glitter-clad teens had dissipated. So, we snuck some alcohol into our local multiplex yesterday, and endured 145 minutes of sequins, awkward segues, and one-liners. All for you, dear readers, all for you.
Verdict? Not bad. Could've been better. While we appreciated the campy tone of the movie that recalled the best catty banter of the series, the plot was all over the map. All four girls have what they've always wanted (careers, marriages, families, youthful vaginas), but none of them are totally happy. Fabulous clothes - there are far fewer "WTF, Carrie? Are you blind?" fashions - stunning locales and punny wisecracks stand in for a coherent storyline, and everything is wrapped up in a neat little package within 3 minutes flat at the end.
There's a great deal of cultural insensitivity, particularly when a shorts-clad Samantha throws a hormone supplement withdrawal-fueled fit in an Abu Dhabi souk, firing condoms at male clerics and yelling, "I HAVE SEX!", with little in the way of apology. But, the point of this movie is like a girls' night out: lots of comparing of outfits, "girl power!" sentiments, friendship, and bitch sessions. SATC2 is fun, but best taken at face value: A movie about incredibly rich women living an incredibly entitled life.
Rating: 3 stars out of 5.
PS - For a [straight] guy's perspective, check out the DVD Talk review.