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Disclaimer: I am a dj.  I am not a writer. I am not a theater major. I don’t have any expertise in the film industry. What I do have is an opinion, as I watch movies and drink martinis. Here are my thoughts…

Rating: 3 full martini glasses out of 4

Yesterday I went to the Moet & Chandon’s  screening of Sex in the City.   As I mingled with the city’s sexy folks and drank Carrie influenced champagne drinks, I grew ϋber excited.

Yet, I am sad to report, it wasn’t what I expected.  I have never sat with Carrie and contemplated the duration of our experience.  The movie dragged, and I got up at least two times to refill my champagne flute (Shouts to Moet for the bubbly- the lush in me needed to repeat that).  Sex and the City always had my undivided attention.  Something was not right.

It wasn’t the fashion, it was phenomenal as usual.  It was breath taking to see all of that couture, and even more impressive against such a beautiful backdrop in the Middle East.  It wasn’t the friendship; I always enjoyed the banter between friends.  So I sat in my seat trying to figure out what it was.

Then it hit me, it was the story line. Carrie is no longer single.  She is a “Mrs.”…all grown up, and I’m not there yet (that’s my personal take on my detachment).    Aside from my couch issues; the truth is- it took way too long to get to the point.  Don’t get me wrong, it’s Sex in the City all day.  The fashion, the pretty men, and the glamour; it’s all there.  It just takes a few too many scenes to get to what you really want to see.

Trust me, you will still enjoy it. You still need to see it, if for no other reason but the fashion.  Man oh man, and you NEED to see the fashion.   I hear there will be another, meaning part 3 and even though this experience wasn’t like the first. I will go again, for the third time.  Hey, sue me, I drank the Kool-Aid and love it.  So, it is what it is.

Until next time popcorn precious, I’ll see you…..at The Cynn-ema!