i, for one, am pretty over all this SATC bullshit. i can't turn around w/o someone talking about this movie or whatever that crazy patricia field has sarah jessica parker struttin around in.
this movie is being touted as the second coming of christ. and if i didn't love the show so goddamn much, i would probably boycott it. but i won't be a hypocrite on this 70 degree friday in late october, that would just be ungrateful.
but, i have to say, whoever is doing their PR is not getting paid enough. between the "mysterious" buzz created for the last few years -- including into production -- and the allowance of just enough set stills to be "leaked" to our favorite blogs, to candace bushnell's original sex and the city columns from over a decade past being reprinted in the Observer, to -- probably the most underrated of all -- that 1985 classic, Girls Just Want to Have Fun being aired on ABC Family this past weekend...we're all thoroughly reacquainted with SJP, thank you very much.
it doesn't help that our last memory was that gawdawful finale. cheezbeyondcheez. i mean, finding the carrie necklace when she's w/ the russian. she finally finds "herself" so she can run away into big's arms. (Ed. Note: Big is a dick. he won't change. and he's like 50. so realistically, if he's like any of our boys, which he's always been...they should be divorced by now.)
idk what pisses me off more, the fact that bushnell makes as much as she does butchering the english language in her feigned attempts to write about mink coats and dating models. or that the people who wrote that lazy finale are probably set for life.
regardless, T-195 days to US release...
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