A ‘Sex and the City 2’ Review, in Videos
I have seen three films in the theater in 2010. The first was The Human Centipede, the second was Robin Hood, the third was Sex and the City 2. It was while watching Sex and the City 2: Racism and Privilege Parade that I came closest to vomiting, walking out, and asking for my money back (not necessarily in that order). Entire half hour stretches are devoted to nothing. At one point, dramatic tension hinges around whether the girls (I use the term loosely) will be forced to fly coach. People of color exist only as extras and manservants. I hope that Sex and the City 2 gets nominated for best animated film because, seriously, they turned these characters into fucking stunning caricatures.
Above and beyond everything else, the luxury escapism of the series and the first film is simply grating in today’s day and age. I’m sure everyone will be able to relate to the scene in which Carrie, because she is upset that her fabulously wealthy husband bought her an enormous flat screen TV for their opulent apartment, decides to hang out in her second spacious New York City apartment for a couple of days. Hollywood just gets it.
I’d like to launch into a diatribe about the absurd offensiveness of this movie, but Lindy West already took all the good lines. So, I will review it in video form.
Yeah, that pretty much sums it up.