29 May - SATC
I really can't find much fault with it. The performances are fine and credible. As for all the male reviews who dwell on SJP's unsexyness, well, she's a writer in the film/series, not a supermodel or cartoon actress like Jessica Alba so why even go there? Leave SJP alone.
I must say though that it got me in a funk the following day. I was still thinking about the 'who cares for the wedding really?' question and got annoyed with myself for still sort of caring, so I did the right thing and projected all of that on boyfriend. He did the right thing by his species and sat there vacant faced saying repeatedly 'I don't understand where all this is coming from' (me, from a movie, so what, movies can have central conundrums that are a basis for discussion non?). He 'baby, I've just had some skin cancer sliced off my chest today, must we talk about this now???' (me, yes, why not, you big baby, it's only 5 stitches, you're not dying). He... oh well, a bit more staring into the distance till I got tired of hearing myself. He won... the battle. But not the war. Darn that Carrie waited ten years, the silly woman.
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