This particular episode of Sex in the City was poorly written, and mentioned one of my least favorite movies of all: "The Way We Were."
I’m a latecomer to watching Sex in the City. I don’t have HBO, so I began watching the series here and there a few months ago in syndication. I realize that I’m probably missing big chunks of the stuff network TV is blocking out. Still, the show has caught my attention and I’m able to relate to at least part of what each character is experiencing each episode.
However, I think I just watched my least favorite episode. I almost canceled the TiVo recording of it – that’s how bad I thought it was.
First, it stemmed from one of my least favorite movies. I know many of you will argue with me on this point, but I absolutely dislike the movie, “The Way We Were.”
I know. How can I say that?
See, I’m not a fan of romantic dramas. I’m more of a romantic comedy type of girl. Besides that, it is my firm belief that when one couple just can’t keep it together, it has nothing to do with the woman being “too wild” to be tamed. There isn’t such a thing as women being “too complicated” or “too fiercely independent.” With the right person, none of this matters. With the wrong person, it’s just excuses.
The point is, some people should not be together.
Sure, you may think storylines like Ross and Rachel are cute. But in reality, would you really be able to stand a couple that breaks up, then stays friends, then hooks up, then gets back together, then breaks up…..
It’s monotonous, to say the least. It’s boring, and hey – there are a MILLION singles out there. There’s no need to hang on to someone where the relationship is just so hard.
So… I dislike “The Way We Were.” I think the end where Streisand says, “Your girl is lovely” is stupid. Come on. They have a kid together and Redford never sees it, and it’s all just okay?
I doubt it.
And why is Streisand by herself at the end? Just her and the kid? This gives the impression she can’t be with someone because she’s just too complicated.
In reality, I think men are bored to death with boring women. Women who don’t eat and nod eagerly at whatever a man has to say and has no opinions of her own. I don’t think men care for this one bit.
No, opinionated women don’t have to be man-haters. I’m not. I’ve got opinions galore and love men to boot. (Especially the one I married – Hi honey! – who incidentally married me in part because I had a lot of opinions and a big ole brain that I love to use.)
Anyways. Back to Sex in the City. So this episode is the one where Big has returned from Paris engaged to the girl. I say, good for him. He and Carrie have no business being together. They got together at the very end of the show, but had it been real life they’d still be going back and forth. They aren’t soul mates. They aren’t even good love mates. Each is selfish in their own unique way, and the two of them don’t make one complete relationship. Maybe the one Big married was better for him. Not because she was, as Carrie is trying to convince herself, “less complicated” but because she’s just more attractive to Big.
And attraction, incidentally, has nothing to do with looks. And everything to do with attitude. Personality. Brainpower. Sense of humor.
As for my thought that I might stop watching the show? Well of course I’m not going to do that!
