Well, shit. Really, Michael Patrick King?

So, I just read this, confirming that there will, in fact, be a Sex and the City movie sequel.

*sigh* Really? Really?

Listen, guys. I love you. In fact, over the past year, I’ve come to realize that Sex and the City is my favorite TV show of all time. Yes, of all time. Those of you who know me know what a huge deal it is for me to make this realization. It was up against some pretty heavy hitters, too – Buffy, Gilmore Girls, Friends, Cheers, Northern Exposure

But..here’s the thing. I thought the ending to the show was perfect. It was the most satisfying ending to a show ever.

Then you made the movie. I was skeptical, especially after I heard my Steve was going to cheat on Miranda. (Thanks, ex-Internet friend, for blurting that out without warning and spoiling me. Thanks a lot. Not that I’m still bitter…) But, I ended up loving it. There were some plot lines I wasn’t crazy about (Did Samantha really have to break up with Smith? Why didn’t they give Harry anything to do?) but overall, I loved it. And I got into the spirit. Over at my old blog, I declared the month of May Sex and the City month, and wrote several  posts about the show and movie.

But..what else can you do? Break up Carrie and Big…again? Get Carrie pregnant, when Big – who was always written as older than Carrie – has to be at least in his mid to late 50s, and Carrie is in her mid-40s?* What?

Listen, I thought  you all did a great job with the movie. And I had a lot of fun watching the show again and anticipating the big opening day. But, know when to stop. Please. Because I know myself, and I know that I will be there, in line on opening weekend, in a cute dress wearing my Carrie Sarah necklace.  If there’s more to the SaTC story, I’m gonna have to go see. And it’s gonna suck, because after six seasons and a movie, there’s really nothing else you can do. Your heroine married her man. Her friends are all happy. The city lives on. Everything is fabulous.

Don’t go and fuck that up for me and the millions of other fans around the world. Please. We like how you left things.

But if you must make another movie, be careful. Surprise me. Make me eat my words. Earn it.

* I realize this may be offensive, as it was also announced that SJP and Matthew Broderick are expecting twins (through a surrogate). I did not intended to offend anyone. But, more to the point, it is completly out of character for Carrie and Big to have kids. That’s just not who they are. They’re the fun aunt and uncle types, who bring over toys and take their friends’ kids out to the circus. Not parents.

 Video of the Day: You’re never gonna top this, Michael Patrick King. Stop trying.

Coming soon

I shall write about most, if not all, of these topics:

1.) The awesomeness of Grey Gardens, and how awesome it was to see Broadway Boyfriend Malcolm play piano on screen

2.) The awesomeness of This American Life Live, and how awesome it was to see NPH on the big screen

3.) My new media love

4.) My new mix of sad songs. (But it’s a good thing)

5.) Watching naked men on stage. No, really. I saw a play last weekend with naked men on stage. I’ll write about the play too, which was excellent.

I’m coming off two-plus weeks of being busy every single day, and just had a relaxing weekend of doing nothing yet managing to be productive. So I’ll be back on track soon, I promise. In the meantime, check out Ira Glass on The Colbert Report last week. Is it any wonder why America loves this guy?

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Feel good video for the day

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“That’s cloud. Why would you put a clown above your bed?”

I don’t care what anyone says, I think Music and Lyrics is great. When I worked for a newspaper, I wrote a whole column defending the film, and why it’s secretly really smart and a big joke on the viewer. Unfortunately, I can’t link you to that. (Oh, look at that, I totally can!) Trust me: This movie is secretly brilliant.

And you’ve gotta love a good montage scene.

Attention HBO viewers: Check out Grey Gardens Saturday at 8. It’s supposed to be great. Also, listen to this interview with Drew Barrymore, where she talks about playing Little Edie Beale. You might be surprised how much time, energy, and research she put into preparing for the role.

Back in time

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In my last post, I said it was good to have a song that reminds you of the past and makes you feel younger.

Then there are those songs from your past that transport you back in time. I heard one this evening, courtesy of Mr. Adam Lambert.

In 2002, I listened to Gary Jules’ cover of Mad World approximately 10,000 times.

It wasn’t my fault. My housemates were obsessed with the song, and with Donnie Darko. So were my (adult) coworkers at my part-time job on campus. So were all of my fellow film students. Everyone was. (I actually had a long conversation about how deep and sad the song was with my then 34-year-old boss. Doesn’t seem so weird now that I’m older, but at the time, I couldn’t believe she had even heard of the song, let alone loved it.)

Ironically, I didn’t see Donnie Darko until years later, after I’d graduated and was living in Maryland again. For years, I’d been afraid to, as one of my housemates told me it was the creepiest movie she’d ever seen.

I liked the movie a lot, did find it creepy, though not one for the books.

But I liked the song more. Correction: I loved the song. Still do. So when Adam sang it tonight, I was transported back to 2002, my old house on College Street, my old job, and my old life.

It was kinda nice.

Thanks, Adam.

Video of the Day: Not the official video, but here’s the full song. I have a feeling it’ll be getting a lot more play on my iPod this week.

Have a “Sunshine” Day

Do yourself a favor on this first weekend of spring: Go see Sunshine Cleaning. It’s already been released in some cities, and opens everywhere else today.

I was lucky enough to attend a screening last night with Liz. I’ve wanted to see the film since I saw the trailers for it this winter. Sometimes, anticipating something does not pay off. Fortunately, this isn’t the case with Sunshine Cleaning. I enjoyed it from start to finish. It made me cry no less than five times.

I recommend the film to everyone, but especially to those female readers out there who have a sister. Sunshine follows two sisters trying to get their business (which is, in nutshell, cleaning up after dead people) off the ground. The two have their share of problems, but underneath it all, there’s a strong bond that only exists between sisters. Right when the film ended, I turned to Liz and said, “That made me really miss my sister.”  She said it made her wish she had one.

Great story aside, you really can’t go wrong with a cast that includes two-time Oscar nominee Amy Adams, Golden Globe winner Emily Blut, and Oscar winner Alan Arkin. If my suspicions are correct, they’ll be attending more awards ceremonies next year.

Video of the Day: The world will miss you, Natasha Richardson. You will always be my favorite Sally Bowles. Here she is reinventing performing the titular song from Cabaret. (AKA Sarah’s favorite musical of all time.)