One final whinge about Sex and the City 2
This is it. I promise. I really do. Before going on to address the main theme, let’s pause to consider some interesting box-office results. As you may be aware, the bloody awful sequel to the already dreadful TV spin-off has …
This is it. I promise. I really do.
Before going on to address the main theme, let’s pause to consider some interesting box-office results. As you may be aware, the bloody awful sequel to the already dreadful TV spin-off has underperformed in the United States. It only opened at number three in that country’s box-office charts and then fell off sharply in its second week. The film was, however, a roaring success in stupid Rest of the World. So, we non-Americans are, it seems, disproportionately disposed towards avarice, self-absorption and vulgarity. It gets worse. The per-capita UK and Irish takings are particularly enormous. It gets still worse. Around 15 percent of those combined takings were hoovered up in Ireland. That’s about five percent higher than the average ratio of Irish-to-UK takings. Yes, it seems quite possible that the Irish are fonder of Sex and the City 2 than any other nation in the world. How does that make you feel?
A cheap gag that undermines my own argument.
Anyway, my main beef is to do with rumours surrounding the third film in the horrible sequence. It seems that the studios have decided the problem with SATC2 was that the characters were too old. The moguls are, thus, planning to adapt Candice Bushnell’s prequel, The Carrie Diaries, rather than develop a project with the four core actresses. No, no, no. Fans of the series, as I understand it, have no serious issues with the characters’ age. The disappointed Sexistas turned away because the film was poorly written, overly simplistic and impossibly underplotted. I now actually feel sorry for Kim, Kristen, Cynthia and Sarah. What a shoddy business.