Sex and the City Fan- In it for the Froth

Cross-posted and archived from DC Metro Moms. Original post date May 31, 2008.  This was based on the first film.  The second sadly was all froth and no content, which I found deeply disappointing.

Sex and the City makes its long awaited debut this weekend and the media attention this movie has gotten makes it seem like the second coming. The critics, many of the manly persuasion, have given it the old, "meh, it's OK but it's not deep" review. As an avid fan, I refuse to listen to all the buzz and the boo's.

From the very beginning when the show was on only in the wee HBO hours I was hooked. I was single, young and out there. I found myself as a cross between cynical and realistic Miranda and the ballsy Samantha. Each Sunday night show was not just clothing crack but like a drink for my starving demographic of viewers. No one got us so right and we tuned in and turned loyal fast. While the show slowly delved into the glitz and glamor of the city and fashion world (The first season's clothes? They were more your average woman's wear.) it immediately tackled the questions that we gals faced on a daily basis. How do we juggle burgeoning careers, friendships and relationships? What is it we really want from all three and can we have it all? If we can, what defines having it all? Is it different for each of us? By the time the show wrapped in 2004, the answer was clearly yes, as each character seemed satisfied with their life's choices.

Enter the Sex and the City movie, which I will only be watching for the first time tonight. Amidst all the critics critiquing I am left with the feeling that none of it has been by a true fan. This film, much like the show was to NYC, is a tribute to us. It did not need to be done, but it has been and it is a reward to the fans who loved the show, its characters and what it gave us- fashion-forward froth, vulnerability, eye candy and a look into the hearts of four characters who represented a whole myriad of us real women. To break it down as anything else is not to understand the show and all it meant and still means to so many of its fans.

Will we be disappointed? Maybe. Will it really be all that we wanted and more? Perhaps. I prefer to look at the film as a chance to catch up with old friends, window shop for the unattainable, feel a bit carefree for two hours and not break it down into how deep the film gets into issues and such. This purist fan prefers to take part in the tulle-like froth that was the shows essence and just enjoy the ride.


Comments






jodifur said...


I saw it last night as well and loved, loved, loved it!


Reply May 31, 2008 at 05:38 PM Nicole said...


I agree :)






I'm going to see it soon!!!!!!!!!


Reply June 01, 2008 at 04:13 PM Jill said...


I saw it last night and smiled, giggled and LOOOOOVED the entire movie. And I was not a huge SITC fan.






jill

No Lemons Today

After peeing in a jug for the last 24 hours, dealing with a fevered Comedian all day yesteday and missing ladies night due to some weird cramping and lower back pain (but nothing takes the mind off twisted abs like episodes of Mad Men!) and in general spending the week feeling useless I decided to look for some silver linings.  Some lemonade versus lemons.  It is Friday after all and if I can't drink my weekend away in a Bloody Mary haze until some time in late August I must find something fun and positive.  Right?

-It's sunny. The birds are chirping and flowers are in bloom.  Sounds a bit Julie Andrews but the weather has been weird, windy and gray a lot lately and it was totally getting on my nerves.  Just because I'm happier being prone doesn't mean I want to look out at a dismal day.

-We got a graduation announcement in the mail yesterday.  H's cousin got a full ride to Yale.  She's wicked smot and we are so proud.  She's totally going to need that fur coat that his grandmother gave her last year when her Arizona born and raised self experiences her first New England winter.  Sofia, you my dear, rock. We love you.

-H decided that since I can't think of anything I want for my birthday he is going to hire a sitter and take me out to the city for dinner and to see SATC2.  Um, hon. That is what I want for my birthday.  You are the best.  I am beyond excited already.  Just don't make fun of anything that happens during the movie or if I fret about my shoes beforehand or do anything like talking during the flick.  I might get stabby. I kid. Sort of. 

-I bought cinnamon buns today.  Yeah, so what if I made some on Sunday.  S'ok.  I'm totally in control of my need for donuts, pastries and all things laden with butter and icing and buttercream.  Totally. In. Control. I have not been huffing the box they came in, I swear.  There have been no drive-bys for bakeries either.  Yet.

-It's Shoe Friday!

-I'm accepting baby names.  Baby Trois needs an identity. 

A Complicated Girl

If you are a fan of Sex and the City then you probably already know about the debate regarding "complicated and simple girls". I myself remember this episode distinctly as it not only capped off an excellent season but also finally gave me a way in which I could describe myself.

I am a complicated girl.

So are most of my friends. I guess we thrive in packs. However, back in the day not even a pack or two of guys wanted to deal with us.

Throughout my life- as a child growing up and in my dating years in particular people were always telling me I was, "difficult", "weird" and yes, "complicated". It was all so very frustrating. I was not going to change who I was just to appear that I wanted less out of life or that I desired less from my friends, family and the men I dated. Why should I compromise like that? Why should I be a "simple girl" just to make others feel more at ease? Once a complicated girl then a complicated woman.

When an old friend of H's recently came into town and asked him what TD is like he replied (H, calm down! I am paraphrasing.) "She's like her mother. She's a difficult girl." To be fair, he meant to say complicated. While we can be difficult, I would never refer to TD that way. She is complicated enough. She doesn't need a complex on top of that! However, I think describing her as 'complex' is probably a good way to go in her formative years. She is complex. She has strong emotions, opinions and can be quite stubborn. She is smart, strong and challenging. She knows what she wants and how she wants it and she doesn't like to back down.

I posed this question to H after that, "Would you rather her be a complicated girl or a simple one? Life might be easier for her if she were a simple girl. There is no harm in that." As a typical loving parent, he answered that he wants her the way she is and is proud of her for whom she is and would not want her any other way.

For myself, I know it will be hard to watch my own 'complicated girl' go through life's obstacles. The challenges she will face regardless will sometimes be made doubly hard because her personality will demand so much from everything and everyone around her. It can be exhausting on both sides of the coin. In some respects, I almost wish she were more of a simple girl who was content to just go with the flow and follow the crowd. To be happy with the way things are and what she is given or finds in life. I have sometimes wished I were that way myself.

If you have a daughter which do you want her to be and why? Are you a complicated girl yourself?

Sex and the City Fan in it for the Froth

Cross-posted from DC Metro Moms-

Sex and the City makes its long awaited debut this weekend and the media attention this movie has gotten makes it seem like the second coming. The critics, many of the manly persuasion, have given it the old, "meh, it's OK but it's not deep" review. As an avid fan, I refuse to listen to all the buzz and the boo's.

From the very beginning when the show was on only in the wee HBO hours I was hooked. I was single, young and out there. I found myself as a cross between cynical and realistic Miranda and the ballsy Samantha. Each Sunday night show was not just clothing crack but like a drink for my starving demographic of viewers. No one got us so right and we tuned in and turned loyal fast. While the show slowly delved into the glitz and glamor of the city and fashion world (The first season's clothes? They were more your average woman's wear.) it immediately tackled the questions that we gals faced on a daily basis. How do we juggle burgeoning careers, friendships and relationships? What is it we really want from all three and can we have it all? If we can, what defines having it all? Is it different for each of us? By the time the show wrapped in 2004, the answer was clearly yes, as each character seemed satisfied with their life's choices.

Enter the Sex and the City movie, which I will only be watching for the first time tonight. Amidst all the critics critiquing I am left with the feeling that none of it has been by a true fan. This film, much like the show was to NYC, is a tribute to us. It did not need to be done, but it has been and it is a reward to the fans who loved the show, its characters and what it gave us- fashion-forward froth, vulnerability, eye candy and a look into the hearts of four characters who represented a whole myriad of us real women. To break it down as anything else is not to understand the show and all it meant and still means to so many of its fans.

Will we be disappointed? Maybe. Will it really be all that we wanted and more? Perhaps. I prefer to look at the film as a chance to catch up with old friends, window shop for the unattainable, feel a bit carefree for two hours and not break it down into how deep the film gets into issues and such. This purist fan prefers to take part in the tulle-like froth that was the shows essence and just enjoy the ride.

Updated: After seeing the film, I could not be more pleased. It was everything I hoped for and more. The film has always shown the truly passionate and deep side of women's friendships and it reaffirmed my faith in that this weekend. It brought back a lot of old memories of how we women can really take care of each other and true friends are always there. It's a must-see even if only for the spectacular clothes, accessories and shoes too!