It’s fair to say that the first Sex and the City film divided the critics. Some said it was “vulgar, shrill, deeply shallow — and, at 2 hours and 22 turgid minutes, overlong.” (Manohla Dargis of The New York Times)
Others said it was “uniquely bad; this one is a threshold-breaker with a different sound, the crack of rock-bottom giving way to a whole deeper layer of magma.” (Rick Groen of The Globe and Mail)
And the movie featured on several worst of 2008 lists including that of The Times, Mark Kermode, The New York Observer and The Daily Telegraph.
But what about Sex and the City 2? What’s THAT like as a film, you may well ask?
It’s shit. No stars (out of 5)
Another review on the film, which may interest you:
http://www.thestranger.com/seattle/burkas-and-birkins/Content?oid=4132715
Cheers Nora. The last line is particularly great.
“If this is what modern womanhood means, then just fucking veil me and sew up all my holes.”