28 days and counting for the US release.

The girls and Big were on Oprah today promoting the movie.

Oprah and Sarah instructed the audience that they are not to give out what happens in the movie. What do you think the big spoiler it? I think Big dies, I've been hearing that rumor a lot.

I hate that I haven't watched the show enough. I really loved the episodes I got to watch. Maybe I should get the dvd box.

I want the shoe box with all the dvd's in it for my birthday. It's a little under €100 these days. Asking my hag for a contribution, she replied that I was such a 'lil' girl'. Whatever. :sadbitch:

I LOVED the show, and have all the DVDs. They're like comfort food to me.

Bring on the movie.

[killjoy alert]I adore the show, but it did run out of steam towards the end and I wonder if a movie is a good idea[/killjoy alert]

[killjoy alert 2]I was never really into the show at all[/killjoy alert2]

FLOPGAY! Elton won't be pleased. :bradleh:

Really? I thought the 6th and final season was a cretive high for the show. Especially how season 5 was so depressing.

flop gays :spank:

I wasn't big on either 5 or 6, I think by that time, the show had become a victim of it's own hype. Watch how fresh and raw the first 2-3 seasons are, the show was breaking taboos and slowly gaining a loyal following, by season 5 everyone was aware of their popularity so it lost some of the freshness and started trying harder it seemed

Movie's gonna bomb. It'll have an okay first week, and then drop off. They were stupid to even make a movie. It jumped the shark years ago. Enough already! This isn't Desperate Housewives!

I though the first two seasons were really lame and the show got better with every season. By season 4 I was really hooked.

Shame though that Carrie picked Mr Big in the end, the Russian was so much more interesting, I would've definitely gone for him. Who would give up a relationship with an artist in Paris for fucks sake? Dumb bitch.

it's vice versa. Desperate Housewives isn't SATC :P

Seriously tho, I do think DH owes a lot of it's success for premiering not long after Sex ended, in the exact same timeslot that gay men viewed as "Sex And The City time" for years. Most DH fans I know were SATC fans too.

Anyways, there is no show in the history of television that actually filmed a series finale that needs this more than SATC does. That last episode was not a series finale in any sense. It didn't have any of the feel that a typical series finale has (look at Friends or something for the blueprint of what usually happens in a series finale. It had just about every cliche a last episode should have). It felt more like a season finale than series.

Sex and the City film hits London

The stylish stars of Sex and the City are in London for the world premiere of their hotly-anticipated film.

Sarah Jessica Parker, Kim Cattrall, Kristin Davis and Cynthia Nixon will be on the red carpet in Leicester Square.

All eyes will be on what the fashionable foursome will wear for their big night.

Fans have waited four years to see the big screen version of the hugely popular TV series. It will be released in cinemas on 28 May.

The original TV series, which ran from 1999 to 2004, followed the love lives of four professional women in New York.

The film sees friends Carrie (Parker), Samantha, (Cattrall), Charlotte (Davis) and Miranda (Nixon) continuing to juggle work, relationships and motherhood in their 40s.

Chris Noth reprises his role as Carrie's Mr Big, David Eigenberg is Miranda's down-to-earth husband Steve, Evan Handler plays Charlotte's dependable husband Harry, and Jason Lewis makes a showing as Samantha's actor boyfriend, Smith.

Parker has said the film is about "forgiveness and pursuing love in a way that is real and meaningful" but kept the plot under wraps.

The TV series was based on semi-autobiographical columns written by Candace Bushnell for the New York Observer.

There has been controversy over the decision to hold the world premiere in London rather than New York.

Following the London screening, the film heads to Berlin on 15 May before finally showing in New York on 27 May.

http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/entertainment/7396167.stm

We should find out which character dies tomorrow!!

So why does the premiere take place in London instead of New York? :blink:

http://www.aceshowbiz.com/news/view/00015834.html

As the theatrical release of 'Sex and the City' is closing in, a series of clips exposing bits of the movie's storylines has appeared on the virtual world.

Carrie is engaged to be married to Mr. Big, Miranda is dealing with not-so-perfect marriage life, Charlotte is expecting and Samantha has moved to L.A. Those are the only facts unveiled from the much awaited "Sex and the City" movie. However, curious fans should not wait any longer as a series of new clips from the movie have made their ways to the net.

The six clips hold varied screening time from half a minute to 50 minutes atop. They also let out different themed footages and the short titles describe the content of each video. Many of the scenes shown in the clips haven't been outed either through the trailer or the teaser released earlier, like the footage in which Carrie tells her best friends about her engagement to Big and Miranda and Samantha arguing about waxing. The clips can be enjoyed below or through its trailer page at AceShowbiz.

Penned and directed by Michael Patrick King, "Sex" is a movie version of the HBO's hit television series by the same name. The New Line Cinema's movie starring Sarah Jessica Parker, Kim Cattrall, Kristin Davis, Cynthia Nixon, Chris Noth and Jennifer Hudson will follow the story of Carrie Bradshaw and her three girlfriends four years after the series ended as they each embark into a new life. It will be coming into theaters on May 30.

Hello.

Cynthia looks awful and lmao at that thing on Sarah's head :lol2:

They haven't changed a bit! I'm SO looking forward to this movie! :D

They look a hundred. Get out your glasses, grandpa! :lmao:

Great pics!! I was there, but my camera died!

Any word on the film itself yet?

I don't expect it to be all that good, but lots of fun nonetheless :D

The reviews are on Perez, and all over the web. Most say that it's too damn long. The studio wants to make two additional films. Kim Catrall will be 65. lol.

Notice how they always make Kim stand next to Sarah when they have group photos to downplay their well known hatred of eachother.

i haven't been that excited for a film in years. and please, please don't post any spoilers.

sjp looks FABULOUS with that hat.

Please. She looks a fucking mess. The dress is awful as well. It's not short but it's not long either. And she still looks like a donkey in the face. Oh well.

Funny how the only one of the four who looks truly classy is the LESBIAN. Guess she hired the better stylist.

OMG and she's only 43 :blink: She looks 55 at least.

She was always a bit of a sight though.

I still like her.

Yeah I like her too - she seems cool.... don't like how she's been made out to be beautiful and glamourous though. The only thing glam about her are the clothes she wears

Yeah, she seems like a nice person.

Jonathan Ross: Sex and City movie made me cry

Jonathan Ross says the Sex and the City movie is so emotional that he blubbed his way through it.

While interviewing its star Sarah Jessica Parker on BBC1 tonight, he reveals: "I'm not too butch to admit I cried several times."

Sarah, 43, quashed rumours of on-set feuding between her and co-stars Cynthia Nixon, Kristin Davis and Kim Cattrall.

She said: "I love those women, I wouldn't have wanted to do it with anyone else. I think they are marvellous."

Spoler-free review. Not looking good. How utterly dense of them to have a 2 hour 30 minute running time. Dear oh dear.

Sex and the City

Grade: C

In theory, the eagerly awaited film adaptation of "Sex and the City" sounds like a good idea-—and a lot of fun; after all, four whole years have passed since the hit show ended--too long for the fans to wait. In reality, though, this "transfer" of the long-running TV show proves that what had worked so well on the small screen is not particularly effective or entertaining on the big-screen--not for two and a half hours!

Sadly, what was witty, savvy, cool, and sexy in the hit TV series has turned into an indulgent, overlong (146 minutes to be precise), and largely middlebrow affair, with a larger than needed or expected dosage of bourgeois morality and schmaltzy tone, perhaps a reflection of the fact that the women are now a decade older than they were when the show began (in 1998).

Yes, it's good to see the Fab Four--the charming Carrie, Samantha, Miranda, and Charlotte—together again, parading their Louis Vuitton handbags, Manolo Blahnik shoes, and bigger bags of emotional and sexual problems. But any hopes that "Sex and the City" would be a nice companion piece to the superlative chic and fun fare "The Devil Wears Prada," are crushed right after the first reel.

Indeed, as conceived and directed by Michael Patrick King, the creative force behind the TV show, this version hovers somewhere in a limbo between TV and movie land. Basically, the saga feels like five or six episodes glued or stitched together not in a particularly engaging, savvy, or original way.

For six seasons, HBO brought to life Candace Bushnell's provocative bestselling book, "Sex and the City," turning the show into an upscale, trend-setting phenomenon, popular all over the world. It was HBO's most popular and critically acclaimed prime time show. If my reading is valid, the movie should appeal to the show's core fans (younger and older women, urbanites, gay men) and perhaps bring in a new demographic group, teenage girls. But this New Line-Warner release may not reach blockbuster proportions in the neighborhood of other quintessentially New York romantic comedies, such as early Woody Allen and Nora Ephron's works, and recently "The Devil Wears Prada"

For the few out there who need a reminder: Sarah Jessica Parker stars as Carrie Bradshaw, a "sexual anthropologist," who writes "Sex and the City," a newspaper column that chronicles the sexual affairs of fellow New Yorkers. Carrie’s ideas are often inspired by her three best friends, nice-girl and eternally optimistic Charlotte (Kristin Davis), hard-edged and bright Miranda (Cynthia Nixon), and sluttish party girl Samantha (Kim Cattrall), not to mention Carrie’s own turbulent love life.
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This screen adaptation opens with the girls entering early middle-age. Carrie is with Mr. Big (Chris Noth), living and writing in Manhattan, hoping for one big wedding. Miranda is married to Steve (David Eigenberg), still working as a lawyer and raising their five-year-old son in Brooklyn (the "New Manhattan"). Charlotte is married to Harry (Evan Handler), raising their newly adopted Chinese girl. Stubbornly independent Samantha has taken her publicity and marketing talents to L.A., where her boyfriend Smith Jerrod (Jason Lewis) has become a movie star, and she playing a subservient role--as his publicist and girlfriend.

"Sex and the City" follows the Fab Four as they deal with sex, love and relationships in what could be described as a balancing act: Though Carries is the star, each of the three other women is getting a storyline—and a major dilemma—to handle. There has been a veil of secrecy around the plot and subplots, and I certainly don't wish to destroy the fun by revealing too much.

Suffice is to say that Carrie hopes very much to tie the knot with Mr. Big and live in a lush Manhattan apartment that has a huge closet (remember her collection of shoes in her tiny flat).

Though loving and respecting her husband, Miranda is faced with the dilemma of dealing with the breech of her monogamous marriage due to her husband's confessed indiscretion.

The happiest and most well-adjusted of the quartet is Charlotte, but has she given up on having children of her own with hubby Harry (who has the tiniest role of the men).

Will such a hard-core Manhattanite and free spirit as Samantha be able to settle down into domesticity with one man and on the West Coast, which is not as exciting and vibrant as the Big Apple.

One of the problems of this version, particularly with such excessive running time, is that there is only one new character: Carrie's secretary, Louise, played by Jennifer Hudson, in her first post Oscar-winning role for "Dreamgirls." Considering that some of the women (again, I can't disclose names) go through breakups and splits, King the writer could have "arranged" for them to date other, new men.

The movie rehashes too much text of the TV show, and though there are new locales (Malibu, Mexico), the scenes in those settings lack wit and freshness and resort to visual clichés. This is particularly the case of the trip the femmes takes to a luxurious Mexican resort, where one of them (guess who?) ingests a bit of tap water and spends the rest of the day in the bathroom!

In general, the saga contains enough dramas and melodramas to fill five or six episodes of the TV series. Dear readers: It’s really hard to analyze the film without revealing too many plot points. But I'll say this: Not all of the dilemmas faced by the women and the resolutions they reach ring true to the essence of their characters. And I have problems with the predominantly bourgeois and mainstream values that inform the film's screenplay but was decidedly absent from the TV show, which was much more outré and risqué--sexually and otherwise. I will return to this issue after the movie opens, when it safer to discuss its contents.

It doesn't help that as a tyro director, Michael Patrick King lacks the necessary technical facilities, particularly in the areas of camera movement and editing, to give the story a sharp, vivid, and snappy pacing. With the exception of the opening sequences and a few other scenes, the movie drags on and on, seldom finding the right rhythm required by one continuous-seating big-screen entertainment.

Suffering from an epic running time, the movie could have easily cut by half an hour. At the end of the viewing experience, you realize how important pacing and duration are to genre of comedy. Perhaps one of the reasons for the TV show's huge appeal is that each episode lasted only about 25 minutes.

The movie also reunites many of the people behind the camera, including series creator and writer Michael Patrick King and fashion designer Patricia Field. Patricia Field’s career skyrocketed, when her hip signature creations became almost as well known as the characters wearing them. Indeed, technically, the best aspect of the film are the costumes, designed by Oscar Award nominee and Emmy Award winning designer Patricia Field, who also designed the wardrobe in "The Devil Wears Prada."

Another dodgy review from Variety. Again, spoiler-free...

For a series so steeped in romance, the eagerly awaited “Sex and the City” movie feels a trifle half-hearted. Although there’s pleasure in seeing HBO’s fabulous four reunited, writer-director Michael Patrick King doesn’t fully bridge the gap between TV and film — delivering major story flourishes but, too often, playing like a regular episode bloated to five times its customary length. Best in its small moments, the movie should find receptive gal pals congregating for the mother of all viewing parties, but appeal beyond that core should present New Line with less of a storybook finish than it doubtless would like.

The show’s creative guiding light in its later seasons, King dispenses with a quick guide to “Sex” via a clever opening-credit sequence. In short order, he catches the audience up on the characters, who were allowed to hopefully ride into the sunset in the series finale.

If only the movie exhibited the same dedication to pacing beyond that point. Without giving away too much regarding the story, one theme explores the boundaries of forgiveness — a touch ironic for a romantic comedy that commits the near-irredeemable sin of stretching to nearly 2 ½ hours.

A little time has passed, and it’s in keeping with the show’s melancholy tone that fairy-tale endings don’t necessarily mean happily ever after. So the group’s narrator, Carrie (Sarah Jessica Parker), is still involved with the on-off-and-finally-on-again mogul Mr. Big (Chris Noth); the prickly Miranda (Cynthia Nixon) is adjusting to marriage and over-scheduled motherhood; Charlotte (Kristin Davis) remains a wide-eyed dreamer; and Samantha (Kim Cattrall) chafes at monogamy, despite her Hollywood bedmate being the younger, classically gorgeous TV star Smith (Jason Lewis).

Each of the women, inevitably, faces their own obstacles, providing them with individual highlights around Parker’s Carrie, whose situation drives the story. Those arcs, however, ultimately prove less satisfying than the simplest scenes, such as the four getting loopy on champagne together or Davis’ Charlotte emotionally standing up for one of her friends.

As for new blood, Jennifer Hudson drops in as Carrie’s new assistant, graced with a 20-something’s faith in love. “The Dreamgirls” star makes more of the sketchy part than she has any right to (and, naturally, belts out one of the songs), while not incidentally representing a demographic break from the show’s largely monochromatic palette.

Not surprisingly, virtually every pricey label imaginable finds its way into “Sex’s” fashion-obsessed accessorizing. Thanks to Samantha, moreover, women also get to enjoy that rarest of cinematic moments — sequences that completely objectify men, for a change. (In this case, the heretofore unknown stock to buy would be Gilles Marini, cast in the near-non-verbal role of dreamboat neighbor Dante, a name chosen with sly purpose.) Adapting any TV series to film is a daunting task — including, apparently, even one previously blessed with HBO’s artistic latitude. The delicate transfer process requires capturing the program’s essence while justifying the change of venue.

“Just like old times,” Samantha sighs during one joint outing, and it must have felt that way, particularly with King reassembling much of the show’s creative team as well as its cast.

Kind of like old times, actually, but not quite — evidence that even a glossed-up version of Manhattan is a hard place to go home again.

And yet another less-than-glowing review from The Hollywood Reporter...

Film Review: 'Sex and the City'
Bottom Line: Not enough sex; too much city.
By Michael Rechtshaffen

May 15, 2008

OPENS: Friday, May 30 (New Line).


The veil officially comes off the highly anticipated "Sex and the City" movie at the end of the month, and while the HBO series' ardent fans are certain to come out in droves, the end product is a case of bigger not necessarily being better.

When making a successful transition from TV show to motion picture, the trick always is to retain the essence of what made the series so watchable while at the same time addressing the demands of that larger canvas without feeling like a super-sized episode.

But while staying faithful to the former -- Carrie (Sarah Jessica Parker) and the girls remain energetically true to form -- the nearly 2 1/2-hour feature tends to resemble the latter.

Not that the bloated result will deter the show's fiercely loyal audience, which should make the New Line release a potent girls night out destination, but it is unlikely to build on that fan base.
Essentially picking up four years later from where the Emmy-winning series left off in 2004 (after six seasons), the movie efficiency brings everybody up to speed.

Carrie, no longer writing that weekly column, is working on her fourth book and is still in a stable relationship with Mr. Big (Chris Noth).

Charlotte (Kristin Davis) is living her fairy tale existence on Park Avenue with her hubby, Harry (Evan Handler), and the little girl they adopted from China.

The considerably more-stressed Miranda (Cynthia Nixon) is living in Brooklyn, struggling to balance a high-pressure job with marriage to her husband Steve (David Eigenberg) and motherhood.

Meanwhile, over on the other coast, Samantha (Kim Cattrall) appears to have settled down with her actor-client Smith (Jason Lewis) in their sunny Malibu beach house.

But when Big pops the big question, a whole mess of change is set into gear.

With that jumping-off point, the movie certainly was capable of standing on its own two Blahniks.

Unfortunately, where episodes of the series used to take their cue from a question posed by one of Carrie's columns, writer-director Michael Patrick King never finds that focus, and "Sex and the City" loses its tart edge in the process.
In need of some serious tightening up, the flabby picture does what the old Samantha would have never done: It keeps hanging around, pushing for a long-term relationship.

There's still much to enjoy here, especially from the nicely honed performances of its four colorful leads (the more explicit stuff is carried out by secondary characters). And a trio of costume designers ensure that there's no stinting on all the equally important label action.

I don't think that there is anything long with long movies so long as you do something interesting with the running time. It doesn't sound like this one has managed to do that.

A shame, really ... but I'll still be first in line to see it.

Empire's review.

3 out of 5

For many women in their late twenties/early thirties, Sex And The City is the equivalent of The Phantom Menace. From its debut in 1998, the six-season sexploits of Carrie, Miranda, Samantha and Charlotte on the Manhattan singles scene became a quasi-religion, something women cherished as their own and geeked out about to each other. Like Star Wars, SATC managed to turn narratives into product, inspiring cravings for Vuitton bags and Blahnik shoes as powerful as lightsaber envy. Also like Star Wars (and unusually for a chick flick), the project has generated its very own rumour mill and spoiler culture, creating a sense of trepidation among its huge following. Will someone die? Will one of the couples break up? Can a 135-minute reunion do justice to characters nurtured over 94 episodes?

The good news, then, is that SATC: The Movie replicates everything that’s great about the TV show, in particular its breathless flitting between relationship realities and romantic wish-fulfilment. There are the laugh-out-loud moments (a randy dog, a touch of the turistas, and sushi as a sex aid), the bawdy sex romps (surprisingly Samantha doesn’t get the raunchiest scene) and the fashionista wet dreams (Mr. Big builds Carrie an enormodrome of a closet). But the skill of the writing and performances allows these elements to co-exist alongside a moving portrait of the pangs of love and friendship. The TV show has a generous, unabashed love of human frailty, and the movie has it in spades too.

New to the mix is a likable Jennifer Hudson as Carrie’s assistant. Also new is an older, if not necessarily wiser, quartet. These women are no longer interested in finding the latest nightspot, and the film makes comic use of the shift in priorities: one of the girls’ trademark let’s-all-talk-about-sex brunches is given a new spin by the presence of Charlotte’s adopted daughter, the dialogue exploring a childish euphemism to the full. Indeed, the best parts of the movie are often the moments when you just get to hang with the characters. It helps that the cast have a back-of-the-hand intimacy, the best scenes going to Parker and Nixon who find touching depth in the darker moments.

In many respects, Sex And The City has more in common with an old-school George Cukor “woman’s picture” than, say, The Devil Wears Prada or 27 Dresses, interweaving female centric tales of fidelity, heartbreak and forgiveness rather than relying on mad-dash-for-the-airport antics. What it misses, though, is Cukor’s grace as a storyteller. Writer-director King, a stalwart of the TV show, makes little of the opportunities offered by the big screen - a detour to Mexico lacks visual flavour - where a more courageous choice might have reflected the high style of the fashions in the filmmaking. Equally disappointing is that the film sells short its menfolk - a misconception about the TV series - forcing them to behave in cruel ways just to keep the plot machinations going. But ultimately for the fanbase, this delivers a superior episode of the show. And surely it’s unrealistic to expect any more?

Verdict
If you are immune to the charms of Carrie and co., this will do little to convert you. Still, it has more than enough sass, style and sentiment to keep the faithful satisfied. Add a star if you’re a fan.

This is encouraging. I always found the relationship between Carrie and Miranda to be the most genuine. A real give and take relationship.

Every screening after 5PM in Dublin City Centre this wednesday is sold out already!