Film I Couldn’t Help But Wonder
posted by June 3 at 11:41 AMon
I never watched Sex and the City while it was on the air. When I did watch it on DVD it was because my best friend made me. It is, to me, little more than a bunch of rich white ladies running around, which has nothing to do with my life. But.
The clothes. I fucking love the clothes.
So I saw the movie for the fashion, and it didn’t disappoint. However, I was persistently distracted by a few nagging questions:
1. Don’t these bitches have parents? They go through all kinds of whatnot, up to and including planning a huge wedding, and as far as I can tell have no blood relations involved at any point. That, to me, is more absurd than the whole “how does a sex columnist afford all those shoes?” thing. (Predatory credit cards with absurdly high interest rates. Happens every day.)
2. Four people who all get along at the same time? Really? Really??? I’m not trying to dog on anyone’s ya-ya sister pants, but I have never seen that arrangement work, male or female. Three buddies, I’ll buy that. But four? Really?
*Spoiler Alert!* (but seriously, who gives a fuck?)
3. I find it more than a little pat to couple up the only two gay men in the entire SATC universe (excluding Andre Leon Talley, or as I prefer to call him, geriatric Jay-Z).
Chelsea Alvarez-Bell is June’s guest Slogger. Her permanent home on the web is Who Did What To Who.