I cant stop being bothered by the ads on the TV mobile(singapore buses have tv on them, which are a constant bother and destroy my peace) about the upcoming “Sex and the City Movie, now from the tv screen to the silver screen.” I vaguely noticed a very very old Kim Catrall (granma catrall ..she is 52) eating a nacho like thing looking at a man in the 30s taking a very public shower. Then there is Sarah Jessica Parker asking for a huge closet for her marriage which I think is completely useless because she looks like the scarecrow from the wizard of oz or batman.
While millions of over pampered, insecure women will run to the movie theaters clutching their imitation Louis Vuitton purses with suffering boyfriends who have to be like one of the guys with lot of money and working at wallstreet, some things are pretty clear. Carrie Bradshaw in spite of having all the sex in the Big Apple is always stressed because she lives way beyond her means. I mean common , a woman writing a silly willy article in the corner of a newspaper page cannot afford so many pairs of shoes(yes i might have watched a few episodes out of curiousity). And Kim katrall who is 52 should really be worried about osteoporesis than her increasing sex drive and cradle snatching.
Anyway by the unfortunate turn of events, there is a possibility I have to accompany one of my female “friends” to watch sex and the city on the big scree. I sometimes feel like the little bald gay guy who is friends with carrie bradshaw. Its not really “Sex and the City” its just a female version of rocky balboa where very very old women trying to distract people with flashy clothes try to get the last one shot at glory before starting to receive their social security check. Its just a post menopausal clearance sale. Only reason they wear the revealing clothes is to deal with the hot flushes.
