Showing posts with label Sex and the City. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Sex and the City. Show all posts

Tuesday, November 9, 2010

Trailer Alert

As I’ve mentioned previously on this blog, we love a good trailer here at The Portmanteau. I watched the Bounty Hunter trailer around 50 times, squealing with delight as Gerard Butler mangled vowel sounds in a bid to sound American and Jennifer Aniston tried to endear us by pulling I’m-tough-yet-funny-yet-sexy-yet-not-desperate faces. Well now there’s another classic on YouTube. The trailer for upcoming “romantic comedy” No Strings Attached has recently become available for viewing. And laughing at (in a mean way). So yes Natalie Portman and Ashton Kutcher play really good-looking friends who have sex with each other but are not going out. You know, it’s that oft-talked about (in 90s TV programmes) concept: the “fuck buddy”. Blah, aren’t we over talking about this? Well, apparently not because the trailer asks “Can you have sex without love getting in the way?” Well yes, obviously, but probably not with somebody you really like over a prolonged time. Duh. And why would love be “getting in the way”? Pretty much everybody likes falling in love, even really attractive, busy people like those portrayed by Natlaie Portman and Ashton Kutcher. It’s disappointing to see Greta Gerwig is involved with this project because she was in the excellent Greenberg, a film that sort of looks at the same concept (well hooking up and complicated relationships) but in an original and funny way. I suppose I can sort of see why she and Natalie Portman would do it (Ashton K would obviously do anything – he was in Valentine’s Day): they want to be in a mainstream funny film that examines the complexities of relationships. And those are films that I love watching too. The only problem is that there hasn’t been a Hollywood movie that’s done that since When Harry Met Sally in 1989. And I should know. This year alone, I’ve sat through The Rebound, Leap Year, SATC 2 and Valentine’s Day in a quest to find a good rom-com. To no avail. Obvs.

Luckily for Natalie Portman, she also has another film out early next year and this one looks really good – Darren Aronofsky’s Black Swan with costumes designed by Rodarte, and a supporting role from Mila Kunis. Oh, and in a trailer twist, Mila Kunis stars alongside Justin Timberlake in the upcoming Friends With Benefits, which is basically the same movie as No Strings Attached. Except for it looks funnier. Watch the trailer here. And just to hammer home the point that this is not an original concept, I would like to point out that there is another film trailer called Friends With Benefits on YouTube. And, yes, it is about friends who have sex with each other but aren't in love. Get it together, Hollywood.

Natalie Portman in Black Swan

Lynn Enright

Monday, May 24, 2010

Me and You - Just Us 2

So the Sex and the City media coverage is reaching its frenzied peak. The posters are everywhere, you can’t open a mag without being assaulted by Halston Heritage dresses and SJP is staring out at me from all my Sunday supplements. Obviously Hadley Freeman’s piece in today’s G2 is the definitive read on the subject. It’s like she’s inside my mind. We’re soul mates or long lost sisters or something. Except for I’m the sister who drunkenly makes the point to a few friends over a boozy picnic and Hadley is the one who publishes her views in one of Britain’s best newspapers. But, basically, we’re the same.

So she’s seen the extended clips that appeared on the internet last week and she’s worried. Eh, yeah, moi aussi. It looks like a cartoon. Or worse – a play. A really bad play. The stilted dialogue, the colourful costumes, the caricatures that have taken the place of the characters we used to love. I mean obviously this comes as no surprise as the first movie made it clear that Carrie et al were no longer interested in careers or sex but were now only concerned with – and I know I made this point three blog posts ago, but come on! – “love and labels.”

Hadley seems to be referring to a feature in last week’s Stylist that asked four male journalists to analyse each of the four characters when she says: “One writer of a recent piece cited that achievement [not having watched the TV series] as a point of pride before then listing his reasons for hating the show, reasons he presumably pulled out of his ass.” Yes, Chris Bell opened his article with: “Let me begin by stating that – of course – I have never watched Sex and the City.” He then goes on to say that “for men, this [Charlotte] is perfect wife material – formal and reserved in public; a ‘goer’ in private.” Oh God.

But that’s not even the most offensive thing that was written in the feature. No, that was left to Toby Young (obvs). I’m paraphrasing but he is thankful to Samantha for persuading a generation of women that it’s cool to be slutty and sleep with men like him. Which, okay, is a funny take on things, but then he says: “The truly incredible thing about Samantha is that she doesn’t make the connection between her promiscuity and her inability to find a decent man… Duh! .... Since time immemorial, the way women have enticed men to make a commitment to them is by refusing to have sex until the man gets down on one knee. But if you’re willing to trade your body for a Cosmopolitan, why would a man bother to buy a ring?” SHE DOESN'T WANT TO GET MARRIED OR BE BOUGHT A RING. THAT’S THE WHOLE POINT. DUH! And, btw, she’s not “trading her body” because she’s not a prostitute, but engaging in a consensual, (hopefully) mutually beneficial relationship.

But anyway the point that Hadley Freeman makes in her piece is that now we don’t have a leg to stand on when it comes defending our once beloved SATC characters. Young and Bell and the rest of the misogynists will go along to the movie and have all their views confirmed as Carrie – a professional writer – presents Big with a watch inscribed with ‘Me and you – just us 2’ and Miranda – a high-flying career woman – leaves her job to look after her husband and child. LE

Saturday, April 24, 2010

SATC: Now and Then

We love a good trailer here at The Portmanteau. Whole evenings are devoted to memorising the lines of The Bounty Hunter clips and bottles of sparkling wine are uncorked when a particularly good one lands on youtube. It’s perfect: you get a little insight into how bad these movies are and all from the comfort of your own home. Obviously the most eagerly anticipated trailer of the year has been Sex and the City 2. Could it be as bad as Sex and the City 1? Could they come up with a character as annoying as Jennifer Hudson’s Louise from St. Louis?

Carrie and the crew have often divided people but I’m not ashamed to say that I adored the TV series. I remember the very first time I caught an episode (while on holiday in America aged 15) and just being wowed by the clothes and the glamour and the way in which the characters were allowed to be smart and silly and urbane and slutty all at the same time. As Naomi Wolf so eloquently put it when she named Carrie Bradshaw her Noughties icon in the Guardian “Carrie showed audiences week after week that a lively female consciousness was as interesting as female sexuality or motherhood or martyrdom – the tradition role model options.” The Carrie Bradshaw of the TV series is my hero. But the Carrie of the movie? She’s just annoying. “Women come to New York for love and labels!” Eh, speak for yourself. Or for Charlotte perhaps. But nobody I know is that needy or shallow.

Anyway, back to the issue at hand: the SATC 2 trailer. They go to Abu Dhabi (Now why would you do that?), Carrie considers hooking up with Aidan again (Now why would you do that?) and Big flirts with Penelope Cruz (Can kind of understand why you’d do that). Liza Minelli and Miley Cyrus appear and Miranda and Charlotte get saddled with a boring motherhood-is-hard storyline. All to the sound of Jay Z and Alicia Keyes’s Empire State of Mind. I love it. Yeah so it's sure to fall way short of the glory days of the TV show but I’m still excited.

And if that wasn’t enough, now you can read SATC prequel extracts in the Sunday Times Style. In 'The Carrie Diaries' we meet the precocious teenage Carrie who is beginning to interact with feminism and literature at her local library. Last week’s extract was pretty lame with Carrie talking about “writing a book that would change the world.” Yeah while I do appreciate that her columns were published in book format in series 5, I’m not sure just how world changing that was. Anyway, tomorrow “Carrie gets the boy of her dreams or so she thinks.” LE

Tuesday, July 14, 2009

Broken. Blah.

One minute I'm happily entering my symptoms into, self-diagnosing myself with swine flu and liver disease; the next my computer screen goes white and a folder with a question mark is flashing in front of me. A trip to the so-called Genius Bar in the Mac shop reveals that it seems like the hard drive has died.

"And why would that happen?"

"Dunno. Sometimes hard drives die for no reason at all."

This is why I hate stuff like computers and cars. If you buy a really expensive dress, you know that you'll have it forever, unless you lose it or wash it instead of dry cleaning it or what have you. But you know that you have control over its general well being. There is no such guarantee with Macs. Apparently you don't have to do anything at all to kill a hard drive. And of course I don't have it backed up. I only know what backing up is because of the Sex and the City episode where Carrie's Mac crashes. "Ha ha I'm like a fatter, more unemployed version of Carrie in that episode where her Mac breaks", I joke to the Genius man. He doesn't get it. I feel like Brüno when he tells redneck Donny that he is so Samantha. That's my second favourite line in Brüno. The first is "I'm committing carbicide". I'm totally going to use that in my own life. LE