
I know I’m a tad late writing a review of SATC but I waited to watch the film with the friend that I watched the entire HBO series with.
Most movies that fit the description of a chick flick usually deserve the snickering and eye rolling. Yes, I’m talking to you “Maid in Manhattan,” “Made of Honor,” “How to Lose a Guy in 10 Days,” “Failure to Launch,” or any other female ensemble movie with Matthew McConaughey.
What makes SATC a great film is the depth of the characters and their relationships with each other. Granted, Carrie and Co. are advantaged by having six seasons under their Prada belts before appearing on the big screen.
At first, even I was skeptical of the premise of a full-feature SATC film. As much as I loved the show, I wondered, why would someone pay $9 to watch girls chitchat about sex, love and sex over cosmos while wearing Manolo Blahnik heels?
The show seemed to end neatly enough – Carrie ended up in the arms of Mr. Big (sorry I am not calling him John), Samantha found love with Smith, Charlotte became a mom and found her knight in shining armor and Miranda learn to be compassionate and left her island.
So what could a two-hour movie add?
A lot.
The movie works so well because these characters are living, breathing Manhattanites whose lives extended beyond the HBO show. It’s so comforting to pick up where we left on our television screens (though the film does acknowledge the time lapse).
What amazed me the most about SATC was it told so much story – it’s my opinion that none of the girls played second fiddle to Sarah Jessica Parker’s Carrie – without feeling rushed.
Though I’ll agree with friends that the addition of Dreamgirls’ Jennifer Hudson was unnecessary and didn’t really add anything to the film, no offense to Hudson.
If SATC is the new definition of chick flicks, then I say bring ‘em on. But leave McConaughey at home.
Go see it if you liked: SATC the series. Grade: A-
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