In Defense of Sex & The City

/
0 Comments
So my good friend jpsquirrelz recently started watching Sex and the City from the first episode. Hearing this news via our gchat conversation at work made me so happy (that should tell you how exciting my job is)! It also made me think of a conversation I had not that long ago ...

It was during a large dinner and somehow the topic of Sex and the City came up. The first thing I hear out of someone's mouth is how horrible the show is. Wait, WHAT?! I was immediately on the defensive. Comments continue to be made about SJP and how all the show is is "omg, look at my shoes," "omg, my sex column," "omg omg omg." Okay, I will give you that. However, Carrie Bradshaw is a sex columnist, that is what the entire show is centered around. Obviously she is going to talk about her sex life and have a pretty wild one at that. It's all about single girls, living in NYC, searching for love. Hellllllllllo what could be more real than that?! (sarcasm...or not). The main point that was made during this conversation was that the show is not very realistic. Then the ball was dropped....someone had the nerve to belittle Carrie and Big's relationship.

Okay, SatC first aired in 1998 when I was only nine years old. We didn't have HBO and even if we did, I certainly wouldn't have been allowed to watch it (these were the days when reruns Ren & Stimpy weren't even allowed on in the house). My point is, I didn't get to experience the full fanfare of SatC while it was going on. Regrettably enough, it wasn't until my senior year of college that I even sat down to watch the entire series from beginning to end. I was taking three classes at the time and spent most of my days napping, so I thought I might as well give it a shot. I am the first person to jump down someones back for being a bandwagon jumper, but it was so difficult not to fall in love with SatC.

From the first episode that we (and Carrie) see Mr. Big, I was hooked! I love nothing more than to live my life vicariously through fictional characters. I live in a fantasy world and relationships like Big and Carrie's help me believe that true love actually does exist (it also helped that Big was an older, darker, attractive man...). The ups and downs of their relationship, culminating in the final amazing reconciliation in Paris, helps define what a great television relationship is. Even Entertainment Weekly named them one of TV's sexiest couples...joining the likes of Buffy/Angel, which is a hard feat to manage! 

Honestly, I could do without every other aspect of the show, so I understand where naysayers are coming from. But you can't experience the full affect of Big and Carrie without seeing every other wrong guy Carrie goes through to finally have Mr. Right. To this day I still refuse to see SatC2 because I know what happens during that movie and it is beyond incomprehensible. After everything Big and Carrie go through, no one in their right mind could believe that she would cheat on him. Sorry Hollywood Abu Dhabi, that piece of fiction just isn't even close to believable! 

So go on, continue to mock and ridicule Sex and the City. I know Sarah Jessica Parker makes it very easy to do...as does the idea that anyone could view Miranda (or Cynthia Nixon) as a straight woman that can attract a man as great as Steve. You can sit all shriveled up and unfeeling, while I watch every episode that features Mr. Big and I will continue to envision my life ending up like that with Alan Rickman.









You may also like

No comments:

Powered by Blogger.

If you don't know, now ya know

Washington, DC, United States