Eight Reasons Sex and the City 2 is no Sex and the City
My friend convinced me to watch Sex and the City two months ago. I’d always shrugged it off with mild distaste as a more promiscuous version of Desperate Housewives but I was captivated from Episode One with the wit, the characters and, yes, the couture. It was one-half escapism (the clubs, the Manolos, the penthouses), one-half brutal reality, with HBO-grade graphic sex (not usually flattering), embarrassing STDs and constant heartbreak. It was a masterful combo. I finished the last episode a week ago, just in time to watch Sex and the City 2. I’ve never been so let down. I... read more
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Think of it as The Ice Storm lite—there’s less sex, drugs and angst, but... read more
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