Movie Talk
I realized today that Sex and The City is like The Matrix for women, only missing the part where the wake up and realize that their lives are bullshit. Most of my female friends are Sex and the City fans, and they’re all swell people, so I shouldn’t be too harsh. I tried to watch it objectively once from the point of view of someone who enjoys television and appreciates a well written script. I like ladies talking about sex as much as anybody, and I still found it it lacking. Ah well. There’s always Indiana Jones. Actually, Fuck Indiana Jones.
True confession time. I’ve only seen Raiders of The Lost Ark. Never bothered with any of the sequels. Always figured they’d be crap. Indiana Jones had the potential to be the next Bond, and blew it. Fuck em, You will not get another dime out of me Lucas. Despite being a massive nerd, I never got into nerd franchise loyalty. Then again, I was the only kid on my block who used his star wars action figures to play “The Warriors”. I was always more fascinated with grimy 70’s era NYC than I was with outer space or Middle Earth.

Taxi Driver, Serpico, Baretta… These were my fantasy heroes. I’m guessing not a lot of 10 year olds then or now profess to be devotees of Sidney Lumet.
Just to be clear, seeing this as a kid, 90% of it went over my head, but just on the strength of “Bank Robbery!” it was my favorite movie.
From the desk of admin. + May 31, 2008 +



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read our thoughts on Sex and The City at Surface and Sea.
But for the real deal check out Anthony Lane’s review of said material. Amazing.
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