SATC

'cause there aren't enough reviews of this movie yet.

You know, I don't think the right reviews of the movie are out there, so I'll present you with two.

One: Sex & the City = Fashion Porn

Two: Sex & the City is a good chick flick.

The whole if-its-going-to-be-the-length-of-five-episodes-it-should-have-done-more doesn't really fly with me. They basically covered in one movie what an entire season of SATC would have covered. And I thought that was pretty cool. Each of the characters had their own issues and demons to deal with and in the end there was a resolution. And some amazing clothes.

Granted, this is not a guy movie. I would no more take Todd to see this than I would take my father. This just isn't a movie for them and they'd be asleep in the first 15 minutes. Though, there is quite a bit of sex in the move...I mean, it is in the title. So, for any of you guys out there whose girlfriends/wives missed the boat on the girlfriend's day at the movies and they drag you. There's quite of bit of nudity and sex...even a threesome...though each only lasts a few seconds, its very much there. So, there's that.

But, other than that, it was SATC for all the reasons we love and hate the show. The women are thinner and more fashionable than you are. Unless of course you have the time to work out three hours a day and have Patricia Field to dress you. And, they all have fabulous husbands/boyfriends that are richer or funnier or more supportive than anyone on this earth. Then again, none of us date Michael Patrick King. He could write our love lives and that might solve that problem.

Hell, between Patricia Field and Michael Patrick King, I think all of our problems could be solved.