Sunday, September 20, 2009

Sex and the City: pink greed

Sex and the City

Directed & Written by Michael Patrick King

Starring Sarah Jessica Parker, Kim Cattrall, Kristin Davis, Cynthia Nixon, Chris Noth, etc.

2008, New Line Cinema/HBO; 145 minutes.

***

This movie is a bizarre Ayn Randroid, ultra-neo-liberal take on love as a possession for the godless.

The fantasy of Sex and the City most blatantly reveals itself to be completely hollow if only for the fact that none of the actresses, outside of their roles, could score equally desirable male suitors as their on-screen equivalents. Case-in-point, via Sarah Jessica Parker — her real-life beau, the squirrelly Matthew Broderick vs. the film’s “Mr. Big” — the more poised, brow-fierce Chris Noth.

But really, in this world, nothing could be less subversive than a movie about 40-somethings trotting out their inner spoiled brat, all to the tune of Hollywood film cliches and tired sentimentalities, in order to falsely, maliciously drink from young and middle-aged female doubts about a middle-aged woman’s prospects for sexual liasons.

As is per usual with obtuse chick-flicks, no male insight into arousing female desire can be gleamed from watching it. Yes, being young, healthy, good-looking and wealthy are defining factors which may very well attract the opposite sex, but the movie (centering around a marriage) focuses on these factors exclusively and then sporadically injects the ambiguous substance of “true love” between characters — the source of which we can only infer or imagine. This is unacceptable, notably because the movie specifically does not intend for the audience to concoct this love by reading between the lines. Rather, the love in these relationships is implied to exist because these women deserve it like any other material possession.

@ Amazon

@ IMDb

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