Movie Review: 'Sex and the City 2' delivers high-fashion free-for-all
New York’s best-dressed gal pals suffer mid-life crises and sand in their Manolos in their second romantic romp across the big screen, “Sex and the City 2,” a fashionably funny, playfully naughty and sometimes too-cute sequel to the sequel to HBO’s hit comedy series.
It’s been two years since we last followed the Manhattan misadventures of these smart, independent, fashion-fanatic women, and they’re still going through changes while remaining fast friends, constantly commiserating, counseling and consoling one another through all of their trials and tribulations.
Carrie Bradshaw (a radiant Sarah Jessica Parker), the once-eternal single girl, now finds herself struggling with the new role of wife, having finally landed Mr. Big (Chris Noth), the man she’s been pursuing most of her adult life. Uncertain about what to do after saying “I do,” the bestselling author writes a book, “I Do, Do I?”, lampooning all the accepted notions of traditional marriage. It not only causes tensions at home but gets panned by her favorite magazine, The New Yorker.
Meanwhile, confirmed career woman Miranda Hobbes (Cynthia Nixon), partner at a major New York law firm after years of hard work, has hit the glass ceiling she never thought she’d encounter, at odds with a chauvinistic boss who finally pushes her to the breaking point. She still has a happy home life with hubby Steve (David Eigenberg), but Miranda has always defined herself as a lawyer, and being jobless has stripped her of her identity.
Sweet and conventional Charlotte York-Goldenblatt (Kristin Davis), on the other hand, has striven to create the perfect family picture that’s now blurred by the overwhelming challenges of motherhood and the necessity of hiring a young nanny (Alice Eve) who’s perfect with her little girl — but may also be too much of a temptation for Charlotte’s husband Harry (Evan Handler).
