‘I was led to believe this was a movie for women. I am a woman. This blew.’ – anon.
‘I’ve never been more sure of my sexual orientation.’ –Rupert, gay man, Leeds.
‘I’m pretty pissed off! I found this dvd in my girlfriend’s flat and thought maybe she’d listened to my suggestions for introducing porn into the bedroom.’ –Dave, student, Edinburgh.
For a movie starring 4 women who even my 58-year-old father describes as “used”, expectations were low before the opening credits had begun. For those of you not up-to-date with the series, everything seems to be recapped in a sickeningly saccharine way before the theme-song signals the moment when you realise you’ve just signed away two and a half hours of your life…
I might have been born the same year Kim Cattrall turned 28, but I wasn’t quite prepared for how haggard the women looked. It’s hailed as being a movie about fashion (or something), and whilst I would expect 8-year-old girls to think the outfits worn in the movie were pretty happening, they looked completely ridiculous adorning cleavage speckled with age spots and legs with skin that could benefit from an iron. WHO WEARS A FLOWER THAT IS LARGER THAN THEIR HEAD?!?!“Fashion” aside, one of my main problems with this film was trying to figure out who its audience was meant to be. Who could possibly relate to these women (Besides gold-diggers and heiresses)? How can you empathise with someone who has enough money to just hire an assistant to help her organise her wardrobe because she can’t pull herself out of an angst-y funk for long enough to DO IT HER FUCKING SELF! And as a gift buys said assistant a designer bag (I don’t know the value exactly, but I am aware designer bags demand prices exceeding $4000). Or who takes 5 months to go to her old apartment to pick up a pair of shoes that cost over $500?! These women are loathsome, vile, and spoilt. And old. But behave like children.
Moving on.
The acting. I cannot write about this movie without bringing up the acting. The acting is worthy (more than worthy in fact) of a million Razzies. These women make Keanu Reeves believable in Chain Reaction.
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To conclude- watching this movie feels like being raped in both eye sockets with power drill. And just to rub salt in the wounds, you’re left with the scarring images of the movie’s (thankfully limited) sex scenes. .01/10
-R





