Movie Review: Sex And The City

Where does one begin to describe the carnal cravings of this quartet of forty something women? Let’s start from the top as two of the girls are the pivotal cogs in this well-oiled machine that effectively chronicles the ups and downs of aging and trying to “hook” up with true love.

Main New York bright light Carrie Bradshaw continues to be the centre of attention as she’s still single and pining for man of her dreams Mr. Big. Against all odds the two decide to get hitched. Naturally, the storybook wedding and follow-up honeymoon goes a little bit off course.

Fret not ladies. Good friends Charlotte York, Samantha Jones and Miranda Hobbes are not just women in waiting but turn out to be solid shoulders to cry on when the going gets tough. Hard times await each of these women as the ins and outs and grunts and sighs of all those interludes with men get wickedly skewered under a very witty script.

Through the course of 146 minutes onlookers are enthralled as we delve deep into the desires and goals of these fast-tracking women. Loads of fun with style and panache blossom on screen as the very essence of consumerism is shown with reckless abandon here. Under all those designer labels and pangs for love are some very genuine moments with feelings bursting to the surface.

Each woman in this piece has loads of screen time with her “significant” other and those oh so wicked flings. Very smart and engaging repartee between the ladies and their partners sparks of realistic situations that only heighten the broad appeal of this movie.