It is probably very un-fahsionista for me to announce that I HATE SEX AND THE CITY. And I am sick of hearing about it. I just never understood why it was so hyped. Aside from Samantha, the characters were lame, and aside from the occasional conversation over a cocktail (that I could relate to), the whole show was totally contrived.
I wasn’t a fan of the clothing either, although from a styling perspective, it was super well done. Carrie’s outfits were ridiculous most of the time, but I liked the style that Patricia Field gave every character. I haven’t seen many of the TV episodes, but enough to know I wasn’t that interested in the show and its plot. I saw the first movie on a plane, and although I felt verklempt when Carrie was abandoned on the aisle, I thought the movie was just one big advertisement for the luxury brands involved. So I’m basically not that excited about Sex and the City 2 either….
What really interests me is the number of parties and events that are happening as a result of this movie launch. I missed Style Republic‘s party on Tuesday night (which was apparently very fun), but I am going to one at the Opus Hotel tonight, and that’s just Vancouver….apparently New York City is awash with SATC 2 premiers parties, screenings, etc… I love that the fashion industry likes to have a great big celebration, but why can’t it be about something a bit more…deserving. A movie about a bunch of 40 something semi-sluts is not deserving of hundreds of fashion parties. Hadley Freeman explained it quite nicely in her review of the film in the Guardian: “I don’t want to be filled with despair at Hollywood’s increasing inability to conceive of women in comedic films as anything other than self-obsessed babies with breasts.” Another great article, also from the Guardian, asks the question “Does anyone really care what the characters wear?” Well, the brands sure do, but as the article explains, we didn’t all go off and start wearing a “stupidly oversized corsage or a tutu.”
A page from the Sex and the City 2 book. A waste of trees.
The worst past about the movie is the blatant product placement AND the commercialization of the product placement. There is a book coming out, which will feature every single outfit from the film, with the names of the designers. So, you’ll have to pay 30 bucks for the pleasure of knowing about every single bracelet, hat, and shoe that was bought with the film’s 10 million dollar wardrobe budget. Has anyone even asked the question, do we HAVE to know all of the outfits? All of the brands? I mean, what’s wrong with watching a movie and saying “Wow, I love her dress” without then having to research the designer and the price? Will anyone actually be able to watch the movie without thinking, “there’s that Halston dress” or “Are those Jimmy Choos or Manolos?”
Tutus are for ballerinas and five year old girls.
I’ll definitely be asking myself these questions when I see the movie, which will make it even less enjoyable…although I have to state I’ll be seeing the movie for business purposes. If I didn’t see the movie, it would be on par to NOT looking at the recent Stella McCartney fashion show images, just cause I don’t like her. It is part of my job. But I won’t be going on opening night, or any night shortly after that, because I’d like to watch the film without being surrounded by groups of squealing thirty-something women gasping at the ridiculous storyline and the outfits. I won’t be drinking cosmopolitans before, during, or after the film. And I certainly won’t be wearing a tutu.
Images courtesy of Sex and the City. Keep an eye out for my review in 6 months once the film has gone to DVD and its on sale for 5 dollars at HMV.
—–UPDATE—– May 28th
The Sex and the City 2 party at the Opus Hotel last night was (as usual) a super well-organized, fun event. I didn’t get to see the Halston pop-up store on the second floor, which was a shame, but I saw a few people wearing Halston dresses and they looked great.
