Sex and the City 2

I usually try and do my reviews for the movies I see the next day, but I thought that wouldn't be fair to this particular movie. I am not the movie's target audience. This movie is made for women and gay men who loved the series. So I thought it would only be fair to get the opinions of the audience it was intended for as well before sitting down to write the review.

There were two differing viewpoints I received. One group liked seeing all four characters back together that was enough for them to enjoy the movie and one group thought the movie was garbage. Whew, now I won't feel as bad for roasting this movie.

The show used to mean something, it used to be edgy. The women would have honest conversations about life, the problems they face in society, and the difficulties in their romantic life. They would do it in high fashion but at least the content could still connect with the show's audience. It is clear that the characters and writers have lost touch with their audience. Though I do find it impressive that a movie that runs two and a half hours long (that's right, two and a half hours!) still has nothing to say.

It has been two years since we last saw the ladies all together and three of the ladies are going through some legitimate problems. Miranda deals with the difficulties of a hostile work environment; Charlotte finds motherhood to be more difficult than originally anticipated, even with a full time nanny; and Samantha is going through menopause. Rather than having frank and honest discussions about their issues the four friends, who seem to be trapped in the ninties, instead exchange awful zingers with one another.

And then there is Carrie, she has written another book, has a fabulous new apartment, and has married the love of her life. What's her biggest problem, she doesn't hit the town as often as she used to. At some point you wish Mr. Big wasn't a one dimensional character and tell her to stop bitching for the sake of filling time.

Not only are there puns that would make the James Bond cringe and unflattering plot lines, but there is an awful lot of pandering in this movie. I think the writers knew that the only way to guarantee applause in this movie would be to throw a shout out to all the moms out there who don't have a nanny or to engage in a karaoke version of a women's empowerment songs.

Has it ever bothered anyone else that these women and the people around them never seem to be affected by the economic crisis happening all around them. Half way through the movie they are flown across the world to a hotel costing more money a night then I am sure to make this year. Any mention or chance of an honest conversation on the issue is quickly cut to more shopping or another Cosmo.

And shopping was key as these women are in new dresses every 1o minutes or so. How do I know, it is clear the lighting director is more concerned about the fashion then they the actors. Maybe that's for the better as these women once in their twenties have finally been caught by father time, except Kristin Davis who still has a couple years left in there.

This review will not stop the three or four female readers I have from falling in that first group of women I talked to once the credits rolled. Let me just say this isn't a movie you should drag your boyfriend to, this is a movie to go to with the girls. And then afterwards apologize to you girlfriends for having dragged them to a movie that tried desperately to grab hold of its nineties relevance only to come up with a shabby overused plotline about an exotic vacation. F