My break is over.
I'm back to work in the morning. Not that I fully escaped the office, but I got some prime rest time that wasn't quite enough. I doubt there would ever truly be enough, though. Especially with the weather getting rainy and cold and crappy. Argh, I really wish my exhaustion wouldn't decide to hit me right before bedtime on a Sunday night; it gets me into one of these moods.
To be fully honest, I didn't really care terribly much for the Sex and the City movie. At over two hours and fifteen minutes, it was really too long, and it was missing the edge of the show. That's not a surprise, really, considering that three out of the foursome are married by the end of the movie. In the end, it wasn't bad, but it wasn't that good, either, because it feels less like a confessional and more like a romantic comedy. And romantic comedies should never be as long as most dramatic epics.
To be fully honest, I didn't really care terribly much for the Sex and the City movie. At over two hours and fifteen minutes, it was really too long, and it was missing the edge of the show. That's not a surprise, really, considering that three out of the foursome are married by the end of the movie. In the end, it wasn't bad, but it wasn't that good, either, because it feels less like a confessional and more like a romantic comedy. And romantic comedies should never be as long as most dramatic epics.