everything you have heard about this movie is true.

I think this is a new genre that they're all sort of working their way through it and haven't got all the kinks worked out yet but it's a genre that works for me.

Excellent and certainly provocative... If nothing else, the film is a real conversation starter.

Actress is magnificent and exudes a hypnotic screen presence in this affecting drama.

I'm sorry it just didn't work for me. I was on a Sex and the City marathon and watched all the episodes before watching this movie, and I regret to say that I was more than just disappointed. The characters weren't being played properly, it was way too extravagant, there seemed not much connection between the characters, and in some instances it just looked downright forced. There were some really gorgeous scenes in the movie though, and I would only recommend this movie for the fancy dresses and the fancy shoes. It all just looked too fake and unrealistic. The most annoying thing that I felt throughout this series was Chris Noth. Terrible acting, terrible scripts, childish and dumb decision making skills. You cannot understand where most of the main characters are coming from. To me it felt there was hardly any determination from the actors to really play their characters. The series was much better.

Before any of you accuse me of being a furry-legged feminist, I'm going to admit I may have furry legs, but I'm a guy. So stick that in your Bic and smoke it. I don't even know what that means.As my opening sentence might imply, I was offended by this movie because, unlike the groundbreaking TV series that spawned it, a series which didn't just flaunt girl-power but was actually a nice spin on human independence across all genders, Sex and the City the Movie is just a regurgitation of the age old Hollywood obsession with getting married as the pinnacle of human achievement. In other words, the entire plot centers around Carrie acting like a giddy (or depressed) schoolgirl consumed with nothing but the idea of marriage. Not even romance, I'm talking about just plain old walk-down-the-aisle marriage.Endless montages of wedding dress tryouts set to 80s music (not even the good stuff) are so laughably cliché, I thought for a minute I was watching the deleted scenes from Grease. The difference is that Carrie is not a beauty school dropout; we are supposed to believe (as it is repeatedly shoved in our faces) that she is a stinking rich, successful woman who ostensibly has the brains and ferocity to conquer New York City by herself, and yet when a marriage prospect enters the picture, she turns into a quivering, braindead reject from a George Romero flick.OK, but when life suddenly takes a downward turn for her, I sat up and thought: "Ok! Now this is where her character develops a soul." This is where the out-of-touch elite socialite comes crashing back to humanity and is forced to deal with the same problems that us regular schleps must deal with on a daily basis. Y'know, things like fixing our miserable lives by using our brains.Oh wait, she and her friends just throw money around, pay people to repair the damage and go back to shoe shopping like nothing ever happened.Are you familiar with the term "deus ex machina"? It's a theater term from ancient Greek days meaning "God on the machine" and it refers to a type of conflict resolution where some twit dressed as God is lowered onto the stage on a goofy contraption so he can wave his hands and fix the entire mess. Well, here the recurring moral of the story seems to be "Dior ex machina," or "rich people don't have problems like you worthless schmucks who wallow in trivial things like... bills."Building on that, let's take a minute to talk about how out-of-touch this movie is with social issues: the flamboyant gay stereotypes for comic relief, the use of a pit bull to denote a bad neighborhood, the token black chick introduced in the 2nd half (but note the segregated parties she attends, not the rich folk). This movie is so out of touch with real life you'd think the screenplay was a collaboration between Donald Trump and Hillary Clinton. The amount of fur worn in this movie should speak for itself. Note: fur never looked good on anyone. Does anyone really think looking like a frickin grizzly bear hobbling down 5th Avenue is sexy? Sarah Jessica Parker and Kim Cattral look as dopey in fur as Orson Welles in that scene in Citizen Kane, only Kane was supposed to look stupid.10'll get ya 20, this was not written or produced by the people who gave us the TV series. It was a different crew of Hollywood goofballs who beat the series into the antiquated box office formula that's been around since the Stone Age. (Yup, just checked, different people altogether).In the end, I was so thoroughly aggravated by this movie, a total corruption of the TV series which I had enjoyed but am now starting to question, that I immediately wrote a letter addressed to Hollywood stating: "Dear Hollywood, I respectfully submit my request to punch Sex and the City. No, not just the people in it, I want to punch the entire collective entity." Now if you'll excuse me, I'm off to practice my left hook.

Was something that Keith Richards of The Rolling Stones liked to say about stuff he didn't like. I agree with him. I think the show SATC was basically a witless t**d of a show in that there was no filtering anything and they actually used the F-bomb in episode titles. I think Kristen Davies is good looking and smart and could have done a lot better than this dumb show that confuses being intelligent with being gross. Kim Cattrall's fist claim to fame was getting loudly screwed in a film about High School under some seats in a large gymnasium. She probably couldn't have done better. The rest of them will probably never be seen from again as they succeeded in grossing out an entire generation of women for several years in a row. Turning a poorly written show into a movie doesn't make it work any better. Like finding hair in your coffee, SATC neither thrills, amuses, nor satisfies.

the 13th labour of hercules.so, i'm guessing the reason they made this was for money; why then, in the name of all that is holy, did it have to be 140mins. i could, if summing up all my courage, take 87mins, but 140???????? really?????? what did they have to do that needed that long? get in the product placements, talk about shoes, eat some ice-cream and we're done. i checked my watch after 11mins and felt my heart sink, after 17mins i was ready to throw myself, in sweet sacrifice, at the screen just to make it stop.hell does not scare me: i have spent 140mins somewhere far more tortuous.