I fought the urge to write about it immediately after seeing it. In fairness, it was 2:30am (yes, the very first public screening in
), so writing was unreasonable if not impossible. Manhattan
It goes without saying that I loved the show. Its leading lady is a columnist characterized by an unhealthy relationship with shoes and
. She is inclined toward ridiculous outfits and cheese-ball puns. She doesn’t have a kitchen table. So yes, I am a fan. I don’t care that it’s clichéd and overrated, and I can’t defend or explain myself. I just love it – for its clothes and its story lines and the way it actually does cut to a lot of what’s true about relationships, even when exaggerated. For the record, I did not don five inch heels and pre-game with pink cocktails. Even I have my limits. Manhattan
I thought it was just right. Annoying as usual for its hit-you-over-the-head moments (Carrie reading Cinderella to Lilly – “You know it’s not really like this out there, right sweetie?”) and unrealistic as always with its depiction of Manhattan as an accessible Emerald City (that closet…), but it had enough tug-at-your-heart, real life moments to make it as enjoyable and analyzable as all nine season.
A girl-by-girl recap, of course:
Charlotte York Goldenblatt
- Miranda: How often would you say you’re happy?
: Every day. Charlotte
It was the scene most likely to induced vomit (that and Samantha’s cover-herself-in-sushi move), but
didn’t bother me half as much as she usually does. She’s happy most days. She has sex four times a week with the not-so-amazing-looking husband she “gave up Christ for.” She’s got that cute adopted daughter (not the original plan) and a biological daughter on the way (“now we’ve got a Rose and a Lilly”- tough to swallow). So she’s happy. Maybe someday she won’t be, or maybe she will be for her entire life. I think in our cynical mentality we sometimes refuse to believe that some people can have life goals, meet them, and be happy most days of the week. Yes she’s crazy, and uppity, and should have been better directed through that weird scene where she yells at Big, but she’s happy – get over it. Charlotte
Miranda Hobbes Brady
I don’t at all excuse Steve’s indiscretion and can’t say I’d react any differently than Miranda, but I’m glad they got back together. Of course I cried at the
scene. It was happy and sad and real. The pubic hair situation on the other hand... Brooklyn Bridge
Miranda’s whole character arch (note application of proper film terminology) has been about being strong enough to let other people in. She, like many of us, thinks there’s more strength in not needing any one or thing – that she's ultimately safer that way. In the end, she decides that while she may not need anything or anyone – she wants them; they enhance her life. She forgives and lets go. It can’t always be about steadfast rules and protecting yourself from pain. Poignant, for me at least.
Samantha in LA was a good plot choice. Samantha leaving Smith for
and her single, self-involved life was a better one. It is who she is. It’s not right for most of us, and its devastating considering how perfect he is, but it’s her reality. I think it’s a rare one, so it’s easy to say “she’s such a fool,” but if you’re going to have a New York you can just as easily have a Samantha. Most people aren’t sure enough of themselves to decide what she decided. She too knew she didn’t need her relationship, unlike Miranda and Carrie she also didn’t want it. That’s all. Charlotte
This one is hard because I’m not a Big fan. Burn me once, shame on you. Burn me for nine seasons and then leave me at the altar of our New York Public Library wedding, shame on me. Big is selfish -- always has been. Yes he decided she’s “the one,” and I’m sure it’s true when he says, “I just want you,” but he’s lacks balls and can’t be trusted. Lucky for him, Carrie doesn’t care. She’s compromised herself, let him humiliate her, and learned a lot about forgiveness along the way, but she chooses him regardless, again. That’s her choice to live with. Bottom line, she loves him more than logic. One might argue that she loves him more than herself. But that’s what she wants, and she’ll deal with the life it leads to. This storyline is an exaggerated version, but these relationships are out there in abundance. And in the end, they’re just one of a million different ways you can choose to journey through life. She’d rather have him with all his issues that not at all. End of story. I was happy that they actually got married, even on his conditions. At least her stronger-than-logic love is protected by the law. Still, I wanted Carrie to make the case for that marriage and explain why it was important to her. I felt like there was a monologue missing there, conspicuously replaced by that, "you know this isn't real sweetie" Cinderella moment....
Louise from St. Louise who loves Louis Vuitton.
Yes, that was 850 words assessing make-believe characters with psychologist-like attention and far too much social commentary. Like I said, I can’t defend it, but I also absolutely cannot help it. Apparently neither can the 12+ million people who saw it within the first 24-hour. And you know what they say – 12+ million