Dear Sex And The City 2

Dear Sex and the City 2,
I really wanted to love you. And you're so bad, but not so bad that it's good.

Or were we all just younger back in the day of the TV series, and even still feeling a little youngish for the first movie crush that was you, and came out just two years ago?

Still I sat through all your embarrassment, and was entertained for the two plus hours, though it was a case study in everything that can wrong with a sequel to a sequel.

Equal opportunity stereo typing; tons of bad taste jokes; actor's faces too frozen with cosmetic manipulation; performances phoned in; directing as non dimensional as it can get; costume design bloated and disappointing; set design non engaging.

Still my darling SATC2 I'll tell my friends to rent you on DVD, or go see you at the movies. You are mindless soulless drivel, and sometimes that's all we need.

I will always love you dear Sex and the City, even though this time you couldn't love me back.

Your friend,
Visual Vamp

With a plethora of blogs covering every angle of the movie, I will just give you a round up of photos of the set design of Big and Carrie's (Mr. and Mrs. John Preston) apartment.

Most of the movie looks like an old Hope-Crosby road movie filmed on a back lot and a sound stage.

The exterior of the building Carrie and Big live in made me smile, an homage (whether the creators know it or not) to the exterior of the home of the original (and still the best) single New York girl about town, one Miss Holly Golightly.



The green stripe canopy on Carrie and Big's apartment reminded me of the green stripe awnings on Holly's brownstone.

A collage of Holly Golightly's apartment, including a drawing by Fifi Flowers

What can I say about Carrie and Big's apartment?

Of course there is THE closet of the girl who proclaims: “I’ve been cheating on fashion with furniture".

You are either one kind of person or the other: you spend your money putting designer clothes on your back, or you spend your money on your house. Which are you?

I think her closet belies her cheating fashion for furniture, because the wardrobe she wears throughout the movie, including a $50,000 outfit comprised of jeans and Chanel doesn't look like she scrimps on her fashion budget in lieu of decorating. Mr. Big must have big deep pockets.


There's a scene where Carrie goes back to her old apartment, a place she keeps for writing, because God knows she can't find a private place in her new huge zillion room digs on the Upper East Side while Big spends the day at the office, and she spends the day doing what?


The furnishings are luxe for sure, but the whole apartment feels dark and dreary.

It all looks so dated. The somber blue mohair couch is the point of contention in the marriage. Note the pink rug, and the Foo dogs on the coffee table. The coffee table is odd - it looks like some crazy Lazy Susan in the center, and the book arrangement tries too hard for the clever factor.


Murano lamps, and designer wallpaper don't lift the mood.


Carrie loves and caresses the purple silk drapes in her bedroom.

The bed looks like the fortress of lonely. Maybe it's the lighting design.


There are a couple of interesting lighting fixtures.

The hammered metal shade over the dining room table is pretty spectacular. But the bookshelves are cluttered and over styled.

Here are a couple of links with some good articles on the whole mish mash.

Stylelist (with Lydia Marks)

Huffington Post (with Pat Fields)

Elle Decor

Feministe (hear what some of the ladies of the dessert have to say about Sex and The City 2)