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Sex and the City 2

Sex and the City 2

The horror, the horror: Sex and the City without the sex, or the city

They have got to be joking: Carrie and co in a laughter-free desert

There are, in urban myth, those moments when a runway model – leggy, impassively superhuman and dressed in some impossibly haute garment – catches a heel and collapses, foal-like, into a heap of fragile legs. It’s a moment that Sex and the City the series neatly turned on its head, urging us to celebrate the beauty to be found in human flaw and error; yet, watching the self-assured sass of this once-mighty franchise sprawl headlong, it wasn’t beauty but a sense of raging frustration that dominated. The fashion, the friends, even the puns are all still in their place, but where (as Carrie herself might ask), where is the love?

Rarely have I spent so much of a (non-horror) film hidden behind my hand for fear of what might assault me next

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