I finally watched Sex and the City 2 this weekend (with girlfriends, of course). Totally late, but thinking back, so was my first introduction to the TV series. I started watching SATC as a freshman at Penn, eight years ago… “and yet, I haven’t aged at all.” The movie was fine. Nothing spectacular but definitely an enjoyable time and worth the movie fare.

My biggest qualm is that as refreshing as the TV show was at the beginning, in observing love and romance in an urban environment like NYC, the movie has become just a safe. I mean Big started as this unobtainable love interest and all of a sudden (somewhat of a spoiler), he’s a complacent wimp. Yes, I get that this movie is more about Carrie than Big, but really? When did he go from bachelor to old married guy who just wants to make his woman happy? I mean saaapppppp… gggaaaaaggggg.
On the other hand, it’s the womanly fantasy, right?
You get the guy, who’s perfect but so involved in his own life that he’s too selfish and egotistic to care about anyone else’s emotion or logic. A bad boy who gives amazing chemistry, among other things. But then, he meets you. And after some (6 years) of struggle, you finally get him… and he says… “You’re the one!” O.M.G. Yay!!!

[SPOILER] Sure he has some slip ups (worth $55.7 million during the first weekend of the first movie), but then in the second movie… perfect guy. He loves you. And even when you’re jacked up, he gives you a “punishment” that most women would die for as an anniversary present. What just happened? What happened to the honesty and cynicism with a tinge of optimism that first attract so many people to the show?
Does everything have to have a happy Disney ending? How unreal as these expectations?
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I honestly believe that I’m finally ready to move on from this complicated relationship. It certainly didn’t have a happy ending, actually, quite the opposite. But I’m happy I went through it. I’m no longer saddened. In fact, I’m inspired for new love in the world and all the lessons I get to take with me.
Am I being too cynical when I think there doesn’t have to be a perfect ending? That I’m happy for the journey but definitely ready to move on?














