Think of it this way: when you haven’t seen friends for a while, it’s nice to just get together, even if there’s not a lot of exciting news to share. That’s what this felt like: I had missed my girls, and it was great to see them again. Although at two and a half hours, they did wear out their welcome a bit.
It’s ironic, but I kind of associate the franchise with my little girls. We’ve never had HBO, but when Frannie was born, my husband bought me a mini-TV/DVD for the nursery, and I caught up from the first episode to the last while nursing in the middle of the night. Then, the movie came out on the day Maggie was born…and I took her to the Stars and Strollers feature four days later. (Yes, that says four days. I guess it would be fair to say I’m a bit of a die-hard.)
Although I was easily distracted by the extravagance of these lifestyles that are so out of reach for me, motherhood is clearly an equalizer. When an overwhelmed Charlotte shut herself in the pantry to escape her daughters, I cried along with her. Been there, done that. Well, not exactly the same way. I rarely decorate cupcakes in my cream-coloured vintage Valentino skirt.
If you’ve always been a Sex and the City fan, you won’t be disappointed, but if Carrie and gang have never been your cup of…Cosmopolitan, then this movie certainly won’t change your mind.