I don't like Sex and the City, but that is primarily because I cannot stand Sarah Jessica Parker. I'm sure she's a wonderful person, at least she better be if she managed to snare Ferris, but I can't stand her whiny voice.
THAT said--I know a lot of critics were disappointed because the supposed premise of the show (bunch of free, liberated, women loose in NYC) was totally turned on its head by the Grand Finale (not revealed here in case there is anyone watching SatC from the beginning who doesn't want to know how it ends).
Frankly, I think I'd be one who was either depressed by the show (thinking that I must be a loser because I don't live like that, although I don't know if I'd want to, really) or just super pissed off (God, her life is fabulous, why is she constantly bitching?). I'm jealous of the SitC women because I want their lifestyles--I want to live in a fabulous apartment in a fabulous city with a fabulous job, too. But I'm not envious of the constant anony-sex. Sort of the reaction I had to that gawd-awful Diane Lane movie about Tuscany--Under the Tuscan Sun? I don't get most Chick-Lit because while the writers are moving their characters through the bleak emotional landscapes while physically placing them in wonderful locales, wealthy and independent, I'm still trying to put myself in the wonderful locale, wealthy and independent and don't have time to worry about my bleak emotional landscape.
I also have to say I agree with the groupie. Only, for me it's more...I'm turned off by the desperation most of my generation approaches sex with (and I'm firmly in my 30s, so I was there at the tail of the '80s teen-sex/pregnancy boom). It's kind of sad to me--they don't really care who it is or where they've been, they just want to have sex with it so they don't feel left out, because EVERYONE ELSE is having sex (except for the married people, but that's another story) and God forbid they do something differently than the rest of the herd. Of course, I feel the same way about fashion trends, high heel shoes and designer doggies--they're vulgar because everyone does it.
Yes, but you wore them for intimidation purposes. Most women wear them because they're part of the 'uniform.' Not even because they LIKE them (which is also an acceptable reason.) There's a difference between doing something because you enjoy it and doing something because it's expected of you, and as someone who's spent most of her life doing the latter, I can tell the difference. There's a subtle...joy that's missing when one does something out of obligation. Now, if one enjoys being a skanky ho', or wearing 6-inch stilletoes, or [insert fetish here], go at it and enjoy it.
THAT said--I know a lot of critics were disappointed because the supposed premise of the show (bunch of free, liberated, women loose in NYC) was totally turned on its head by the Grand Finale (not revealed here in case there is anyone watching SatC from the beginning who doesn't want to know how it ends).
Frankly, I think I'd be one who was either depressed by the show (thinking that I must be a loser because I don't live like that, although I don't know if I'd want to, really) or just super pissed off (God, her life is fabulous, why is she constantly bitching?). I'm jealous of the SitC women because I want their lifestyles--I want to live in a fabulous apartment in a fabulous city with a fabulous job, too. But I'm not envious of the constant anony-sex. Sort of the reaction I had to that gawd-awful Diane Lane movie about Tuscany--Under the Tuscan Sun? I don't get most Chick-Lit because while the writers are moving their characters through the bleak emotional landscapes while physically placing them in wonderful locales, wealthy and independent, I'm still trying to put myself in the wonderful locale, wealthy and independent and don't have time to worry about my bleak emotional landscape.
I also have to say I agree with the groupie. Only, for me it's more...I'm turned off by the desperation most of my generation approaches sex with (and I'm firmly in my 30s, so I was there at the tail of the '80s teen-sex/pregnancy boom). It's kind of sad to me--they don't really care who it is or where they've been, they just want to have sex with it so they don't feel left out, because EVERYONE ELSE is having sex (except for the married people, but that's another story) and God forbid they do something differently than the rest of the herd. Of course, I feel the same way about fashion trends, high heel shoes and designer doggies--they're vulgar because everyone does it.
I guess I'd make a really bad lemming.
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There's a difference between doing something because you enjoy it and doing something because it's expected of you, and as someone who's spent most of her life doing the latter, I can tell the difference. There's a subtle...joy that's missing when one does something out of obligation.
Now, if one enjoys being a skanky ho', or wearing 6-inch stilletoes, or [insert fetish here], go at it and enjoy it.
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