So now that I have seen all six seasons as well as the movie of this much-hailed testament to modern-day feminism, I feel that I can fairly pass judgment.
Sex and the City is, in a word, the ultimate guilty pleasure (I realize that was more than one word stfu already). Not a guilty pleasure in its inanity or reliance on cliches or utter
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(it's fun, though)
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You're very right about the men, too. If all we ever knew about the males of our species was based on their portrayal Sex and the City, we'd think they were all absolute ass-wipes. If Mr. Big were a real guy, I'd be willing to bet sometime after the movie ends he leaves Carrie.
The funny thing is re: Smith Jerrod and Samantha, I actually really liked their relationship and was disappointed when it ended (they have a nice story arc in season 5ish/6). That she picked her sexual appetite over a guy who had been loyal to her for several years (again developed at the end of the TV series) I found sad, especially when I already knew Samantha was capable of leaving a man at the drop of a hat. Worst of all he seemed to show no remorse when she did leave him. *sigh*
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