I used to love Sex and the City the TV show. And while it pales on multiple viewings, it still has a big place in my heart. Here was a show that was candid about sex, and, more to the point, about mature female sexuality. If for nothing else, it deserved its fame simply for daring to say, "hey unmarried women over thirty can be sexy, can talk dirty, and can have sex with multiple partners without being worth any less."
Sounds obvious, but it is a message that is consistently negated by most TV shows and films. Whereas male actors can easily maintain a career as sex symbols way into their fifties, their female counterparts simply get replaced by a younger model. Recalling films from even just the nineties is rather poignant. Most of the biggest female stars more or less vanish once they're past forty. Demi Moore hasn't had a starring role since 1997's GI Jane, while ex-hubby Bruce Willis has had more than you can care to mention, from The Sixth Sense to the continuing Die Hard franchise. And whatever happened to Bridget Fonda, Jennifer Jason Leigh et al? They're still beautiful, but they don't get roles, and I am really scared that one of my favourite actresses, Naomi Watts, will go the same way soon.
So I was frankly excited to see this film if for no other reason than gender politics. Four women over forty being fabulous onscreen is rare enough to make that alone justify its existence.
However, the script is so far away from what women are really like (or what I hope they are like) that it left me, and there really is no other word for this, offended. I mean, seriously, does this guy look like he knows how women think? He looks like he thinks he knows. But he doesn't know.
The film is stupid. It is straight-up dumb. That's okay. The show was kind of dumb too. But maybe I remember it wrong or maybe it's just because I was younger then, but in the film, these women, while all over 40, act as if they were barely 20.
Mainly it's the marriage obsession. Early on in the film, a minor character gets to deliver the line: "She was such a smart woman. Until she fell in love." This is about her friend who failed to marry her lover millionaire. Because that's why we get married, right? So that we can gank half our lover's fortune? What the sweet bejeez, I thought this show was about four career women who didn't need men for that; who needed men simply for companionship and well, duh, sex. Not anymore. This film is all about getting that ring. To the point where nothing else matters, and GIGANTIC RED FLAGS are totally ignored just to secure that rock and that fairy tale day.
For example, Carrie and Mr Big are getting married. This is the major plot point. It's in the trailer. What the trailer doesn't show is how they decide to get married.
The conversation goes something like this (and I paraphrase):
Carrie: Um, you know, now that we're moving into this massive flat I can't afford and you're paying for, I'm going to sell my old one so I can pay for my part.This is dumb on so many levels! If you're worried about not having anything, then just don't sell your flat! Keep it, rent it out, then you'll have an income and if something does happen, throw out the tenant and move back! The way to NOT have anything is exactly to sell it for a share in the house. If you do break up, someone has to leave anyway. Sure, you'd get some money eventually, but... it's not like one choice is better than the other.
Big: Why?
Carrie: Cos we're not married so in case we break up, I won't have anything.
The "proposal" scene continues like this:
Big: You wanna get married?
Carrie: Um whatever, but you don't right?
Big: Whatever.
Are you kidding me? If you want me to believe that these two people are in a mature and loving relationship, then don't make out that they have been together for five years and have never even discussed marriage. Seriously, wouldn't you talk to your life partner about that? It's fine not to get married, but it's a conversation you have, right?
Well not in this world. Not talking is a big thing for these women. After this conversation, who would believe Big wants to get married? Not you, not me. But Carrie does. That is the final word, and the wheels get set in motion. No point discussing this major life decision that Big is clearly so enthusiastic about any further.
***MINOR SPOILER ALERT*** (scroll to next paragraph to avoid)
Another plot point involves an infidelity issue that is blown totally out of proportion, and dealt with in the time-honoured manner of "talk to the hand." The woman in question is acting like it's the end of the world. She says something like, "you broke what we have." Dude, if what you have after five years together in a committed relationship is fragile enough to be broken by your partner having sex with someone else ONCE (and thoroughly regretting it), then there was something seriously wrong with the relationship. And yeah, they don't talk any more about it. What's the point? The precious fragile union is "broken"!
***MINOR SPOILER OVER***
What is so sad about all this is that it turns what the original show stood for on its head. Sex and the City, the series, was clear that sex was something everyone enjoyed and craved and that getting it wasn't a big deal and didn't have to involve big feelings - sometimes it was just a physical need. But now, suddenly, someone is vilified for giving into this need after not having had sex for six months with his partner, and not for lack of trying on his part.
Suddenly sex is turned into this precious special thing between two people destined to be together forever and ever and ever, the same kind of BS, basically, that women are told to feel by all the other films and TV shows out there.
Sex and the City, then. Not a very accurate description. While there are plenty of shots of New York City, there is very little sex. What sex there is is negative: it's infidelity, it's not there when it's meant to be. Or its portrayed as positive because of its results (pregnancy) or because of what it means (a bond between two people). It is not shown as being worth anything in and of itself.
On the other hand, brands are shown to have plenty of intrinsic worth. While it is suddenly wrong to want sex for the sake of it, desiring a Louis Vuitton just because it is a Louis Vuitton is very right. Am I the only one who finds this frankly disgusting?
Sure, the upside of this is that we get to see some truly fabulous designer outfits. But pretty as they are, they cannot hide the fact that they are draped over four women who are stupid beyond their years.
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