10 Reasons Why I Saw “Shrek” This Weekend Instead Of “Sex And The City 2″
I know some ground rules have been placed on redundant “Sex and the City” conversations, but I’m pretty sure I am safe with this one. This weekend, I found myself with some flexible finances, four days of free time, and an urge to avoid serious thinking. All this added up to a friend and I planning to go see a movie on Friday night. We narrowed down our choices to “Sex and the City 2″ or “Shrek Forever After.” In the end, even though I watched the show religiously and was one of the many Carrie-clad individuals who showed up for the midnight screening of the first film, I chose “Shrek.” Here’s why.
- As a cinema studies and journalism major, it’s hard for me to ignore a bevy of scathing reviews. One critic said the film is similar to “being lobotomized with a pink teaspoon,” and that just sounds painful.
- “Shrek” is in 3D. And this is not meant as an invitation for HBO to get the ball rolling on “Sex and the City 3D and in Space,” because I know they are secretly thinking about it.
- Speaking of sequels, “Shrek Forever After” has been promised to be “the final chapter.” I didn’t want my attendance at “SATC2″ to be translated into interest in seeing a third installment.
- An adorable cat in clothes wins out over almost anything—it’s a mathematical fact. Puss in Boots is greater than a bunch of whiny women in boots.
- Even though I have no idea what happens in “Sex and the City 2,” I am almost positive that Carrie won’t end up with Aidan, and I don’t think my heart can handle that disappointment again.
- I am much more into Mother Goose than Manolo Blahnik. Since I am not very style-conscious, the magnificence of Bradshaw and Co’s wardrobe and occasional fashion joke are usually lost on me. The fairy tales and pop culture references of “Shrek” just register a bit more.
- Being a girl, I am bound to watch “SATC2″ with a fellow female at some point in my life. Convincing a friend to see a kids’ movie is a little more of a challenge.
- After seeing advertisements and hearing news about “Sex and the City 2″ for almost a year now, I was already exhausted by the movie’s hype and shameless plugs way before it hit theaters.
- It is really hard to mess up a kids’ movie. It is really easy to mess up a film adapted from a TV series with an obsessed fan base, especially when it is the second time around.
- I have grown to hate Carrie, especially after repeated viewings of the “Post-it Note” episode, mostly because of her complaining and the way she says “doobie.” I didn’t think I could handle two and half hours of her jabbering about non-existent marital problems when I could have funny animals instead.