This movie was what it was. It was no cinematic achievement, but that was hardly what I was seeing the film for. Sex and the City 2 at the most can be seen as an extension of the lives of the characters that millions of people fell in love with during the series. The film hardly does the characters justice though, as it was more of a farce of conspicuous consumption. It was not as over-the-top as I was expecting and hoping for. I was really hoping the film would be completely illogical, and that the characters would not resemble normal human beings (as at this point, they could do anything with the Sex and the City label, and still sell seats). I think this film did what a lot of film sequels end up doing. The story is not as strong as the original film, or the original series for that matter.
I did find myself swept away in the escapism of having more luxury than you need or handle.
In a way Sex and the City 2 resembled a large budget film such as Cleopatra (1963) with Elizabeth Taylor. I can't remember if I have sat through the entire Cleopatra, but the extravagance of that film, and the superficiality that was attached to the film can be transferred onto Sex and the City. I don't find it to be a flaw if the film consciously acknowledges the ridiculousness of itself.
Sex and the City 2 isn't necessarily a horrible film, but it's not something to just walk into with complete ignorance. One should know the cultural relevance of this film, in addition to a vague understanding of the character's back story.
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