While I’m not perverse enough to actually pay to watch the thing or anything, like Paul’s friend I’m happy to see the release of Sex and the City II — I am, after all, a connoisseur of the well-turned and well-earned hatchet job. One reason I can’t imagine watching it even for the camp value, however, is a problem that afflicts an increasing amount of Hollywood product:
Adding more weight to that side of things is the fact that the damn movie’s almost two-and-a-half hours long, which means a nearly four-hour hell multiplex experience is required for me to see the damn thing.
Although it’s not strictly relevant to me — I found the SATC unwatchable even at 30 minutes — if it’s your thing a tight running time in a genre picture can overcome a lot of aesthetic problems. But if a movie is going to go on for 150 minutes you need…content, multi-dimensional characters, writing, direction, something like that there.