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Sex and the City-a-phobia
So I went to the Sex and City screening last night, and let me tell you, I could not wait to get out of there. I slumped in my seat, wishing I could be anywhere else. I felt like someone had taken the world’s sharpest pair of high heels, jammed one of them into my eye, and the other one into my ear.
And that was before the movie started.
Now let me clear the air about one thing immediately. I am not your stereotypical chick-flick, Sex and the City-hating male. I’m not a fan, but all that means is that I’m not a TV watcher, so I never made a point of sitting down to see the show. I happened to randomly catch about a dozen episodes over the years. And the ones I saw I liked.
At the screening, however, someone came up with the masterstroke of playing footage of the red carpet premiere in New York before the film. Sounds like a good idea in principle, right?
Good LORD no! Not when your host is the insufferable fashionista Steven Cojocaru, who now gets my vote as the most annoying person alive. And it went on for 30 centuries! Uh, I mean, minutes! It was enough to make me wish for the debonair flair of Billy Bush.
All throughout this footage, I kept distracting myself by imagining ways to put Cojocaru out of everyone’s misery. Images of piranhas, wild horses attached to each of the man’s limbs and a tank filled with sulfuric acid danced through my head.
And to add injury to insult, it turns out that the screening was held at 8:30 p.m. instead of the customary 7:30 p.m. specifically to accommodate that premiere. I submit my receipt for 30 wasted minutes of my life I’d like to have back - with interest. I’m sure lots of people just loved getting home around midnight on a work night.
But what about the movie, you might ask?
Well, I’m not allowed to say just yet. All I will allow for now is that the movie is much better. (A big help, I know.) But the two rabid SATC fans I was with were pleased - they will review the film along with me on Friday. And for the record, they too,agreed with me that the red carpet footage was a total buzzkill. One of them said she never thought she’d be unhappy being at the Sex and the City premiere, but she was.
So let me ask you: What are you hoping for from a Sex and the City movie? Does a two and a half hour running time worry you? I’m particularly interested in hearing from A) Men who actually like Sex and the City or B) Women who don’t. I know some of you are out there … aren’t you?
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By SRCputt
May 28, 2008 12:45 PM | Link to this
I don’t really care as I’ve never seen the show, but I laughed out loud at this quote from Jeffrey Wells: “The film is another Taliban recruitment film — a grotesque and putrid valentine to the insipid ‘me, my lifestyle, my accessories and I’ chick culture of the early 21st Century. Guys everywhere — if you’re in a brand-new relationship, take her to see this thing. If she even half-likes it, dump her and walk away cold. Save yourself!”