The first Sex and the City film was the perfect companion to one of my favorite TV series of all time. The film allowed each of the four women a moment in the spotlight, allowed a new character (played by Jennifer Hudson) to have a good story and offered up a lot of drama. I laughed a lot, I cried a lot and I left the theater completely satisfied.
I was fearful when I heard there was going to be a sequel. I couldn’t imagine what they could do to equal or better the first. Sadly it would seem the creative team couldn’t figure it out either.
I did enjoy meeting up with the characters again. I laughed quite a lot. But there was really not much story here. Remember back in the 70s and 80s when TV sitcoms went on vacation for sweeps month? That’s essentially what this is–a chance for the girls to get away to a new location, dress up in all kinds of crazy clothes (why, exactly was Samantha dressed up with Adam Lambert shoulder pads?) and not deal too much with their real lives. For me, however, it’s those real life kind of stories that is the core of what makes Sex and the City so good.
There are a few moments of real story — Carrie and Big navigating married life, Miranda figuring out she can get a better career at another firm, Charlotte getting frayed by motherhood. Two vignettes stood out for me: Charlotte and Miranda discussing the good and bad of being a parent and Carrie learning a few things about marriage from Guarau, her hotel butler who spends months at a time away from his wife because of his job.
I thought the movie was 20-30 minutes too long. Just when it seemed like they were about to leave Abu Dhabi they end up in another run around the city because Carrie misplaced her passport. There’s a nice moment at the end of this scene, but I’m not sure it was worth the whole trip since there were several places in the script this moment could’ve been placed just as easily.
I hope there’s a third movie so we have a chance to see these characters back in a hearty, fulfilling movie rather than this piece of fun fluff that leaves me wanting something more substantial for these women.

Talk about a perfect book to kick off summer reading. Ariel Tachna’s
It’s week 10 and that means it’s time for the finals. It’s come down to Nicole, Erin and Evan and each had some surprises in store during the show. Unfortuantley some of those surprises were not good.

The Wizards and Blizzard both failed to put up any goals and, therefore, ended up on the losing side of last night’s games.
The revival of the 1968 Burt Bacharach/Hal David/Neil Simon musical Promises, Promises received mix reviews when it opened last month, but I found it to be a delightful afternoon’s entertainment. Not only does it boast the always wonderful Kristin Chenoweth, but also a tremendous star turn from former Will & Grace co-star Sean Hayes. There’s also scene stealer Katie Finneran who makes the absolute most of her 15 minutes of stage time.
Chenoweth is a delight. This was the first time I’ve seen her on stage since she was in Wicked and I loved hearing her do some Bacharach/David classics like “I Say A Little Prayer” (which was not part of the original score, but added for this revival), “A House Is Not A Home” (which she recently sang a few lines of in the “Home” episode of Glee), “I’ll Never Fall in Love Again” and “Knowing When to Leave.”
Speaking of dancing, director/choreographer Rob Marshall hit a choreography home run here. The 60s infused style is awesome from the dancing during the overture to “Turkey Lurkey” to the bar scene at the top of Act II to the curtain call it is all excellent. I wish there could’ve been more, even though I have to admit there’d really be no place for more. This is another Tony I hope the show picks up in a couple weeks.
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