Life in the City

Although most females saw Sex and the City: the Movie on Opening Night...I opted to wait until the glitter had died down a little. Although I thought all the madness and dressing up and what-not was a bit...much, I had to smile a little for all the women and girls getting together and celebrating what I always thought the show was about more than anything--great girlfriends. Through all their loves and losses and laughs and tears, they-Carrie, Samantha, Miranda and Charlotte-- depended on each other, and they came through (with some bumps and bruises here and there).

The movie had a lot to live up to. It was risky to even do it. You had all this love out there, these almost crazy fans...and a show that did what FEW series ever manage to do, have a wonderful final show, that most everyone I talked to thought sewed everything up nicely.

I really loved the movie. Mainly because things did work out for everyone, but not without real life and all its madness, pain, and crazy unplanned twists taking hold. And the most important thread of the movie by far was not the guys or the much hyped and shown-before-the-movie wedding, or even (gasp!) the sex, but it was the friendship between these women, and how they went great lengths for each other when it counted.

I think above all that is what you can take away from the movie...that love is grand, and there is hope for all of us, but that girlfriends keep you afloat when the fairytale seems to be sinking and taking you down with the ship.

What's better than that?