Wow, I’m tired of talking about Sex and the City. How about you? I’m happy that millions of women found something on a movie screen that appealed to them, even if it’s not something that appeals to me, and I feel like that should be the end of the story. It won’t be, but personally I just want to put the period on this sentence and move on to the next manufactured hysteria. But first, two final thoughts:
1. On Hostility
Any hostility I have or have had in relation to Sex and the City the film or the brand comes from the idea that, just by virtue of chromosomal makeup, this is something that I’m supposed to be able to relate to, the film is an event that I’m not supposed to be able to resist, and the fact that I don’t and I can means that I’m basically not allowed to participate in Being A Girl for two weeks or however long this hysteria lasts. (I also think the show was smarter when it allowed characters like Miranda and Samantha to be cartoons without forcing them into moral strictures (keeping an unplanned baby, monogamy) that may be more “realistic” for the audience, but are totally untrue to the characters. But that’s another issue.)
That said, I think that the SatC backlash has become comically overblown, and that’s what I was trying to get at with this somewhat tongue-in-cheek post about the common shorthands critics have been using to dismiss the film. A lot of people took the post as though it was completely straight-faced––which is fine; I purposefully made it ambiguous––but I do want to take exception to a comment that the post produced, which read in part:
There, finally a sane woman speaks out! Phew… good to see there are STILL some alive and well
You’re right, people moan about these women as if they are so hot. But the truth is, that they’re just old, and pathetic. Shallow and materialistic oh and horny.
There are certain items on that list of 5 that I take more seriously than others. I am troubled by the idea that a brand that started out advocating female independence resolves itself with all four main characters improbably attached to dream men, in at least one instance to the detriment of the woman’s career; also, those allegations of racism are pretty eyebrow-raising, no? But I led the list off with the piece of critical shorthand that I found the most ridiculous: if there are so many legitimate problems with the film and its message, why are so many male critics hung up on the fact that they find its four lead actresses unfuckable? I wasn’t “speaking out”––I was regurgitating an argument that I find to be specious, if not noxious, and I hoped it was clear that the manner in which I regurgitated it was equivalent to critique.
2. On What it All Means
As I told Melissa Silverstein last week, if women hadn’t been willing to support this film, studios would be justified in thinking that it’s better business to produce summer blockbusters that, in old-school industry parlance, hit all four quadrants, rather than focus their time and money on films that appeal to roughly half of the potential audience. But after an almost $60 million weekend, the question now becomes, “Will SatC convince Hollywood (because “Hollywood” is a single entity) to make more films with women in mind?”
I think this is a much trickier issue. First of all, to imply that the women of America only figured out how to buy movie tickets when something pink and shiny was dangled in front of them is, in its own way, fairly sexist. The fact is, there are probably ten foreign and/or indie films released a year that would appeal to as many women as Sex and the City, but women don’t go see those movies en masse because a) not only is there no name recognition, but there’s no cultural phenomenon to get swept up in, and b) these films get teeny-tiny releases and a miniscule fraction of the marketing budget afforded to something like Sex and the City.
I totally agree with Anne Thompson that the success of this film leans heavily on both the strength of this particular brand, and New Line’s success in making the film seem like an unmissable event. Just as I think we have to be careful about crying “misogyny” in terms of the films negative reviews, I think it’s a mistake to have too much faith that a single huge opening will spark a massive change in how Hollywood views the female audience––or, for that matter, how the female audience will view any kind of cinematic product.
With that, consider me out of the business of giving Sex and the City attention. Unless something really insane happens, and I just have to respond.
Well, if you think it’s a hassle having everyone expect you’re gonna relate to “Sex and the City” just on account of your being a woman…imagine being a guy and not liking SPORTS. Man, that is tough. It got so bad that eventually I had to start, well, liking sports. At least a couple of them.
Glenn, I think there are enough men out here that don’t care about sports that it isn’t too tough. It’s not even tough for us to be fans of Project Runway, Bette Midler and shoe collecting these days. I think the only thing that is tough is being a man who likes Sex and the City. Not that that’s what I am or anything.
Apparently I’m Miranda… according to a test I couldn’t stop myself from taking. And yes, I am a male… and yes it is hard to be male and like SATC.
Whoa, that commenter has some rage.
I like the SATC show and movie but I sort of loved how uninterested you were in it. Then again, Spout blog makes up a very large percentage of my media news intake so it probably seems like a disproportionate dissent.
When I saw the numbers the film was doing my first thought was “Sopranos movie is a go!” I wonder what the equivalent over the top marketing campaign would look like for that.
Hi Karina,
I really appreciate that you have questioned and explored the culture of SATC. I realize the you are a bit over it right now, but I really feel compelled to add a few thoughts.
I am a big fan of the series, and I saw the film on Sunday. SATC is like a book that I never want to end! In some ways the issues that are beautifully addressed in the series helped me NAVIGATE the world in NY as it is. SATC is for me! I’m here to represent!
That’s why as a blogger, I’m a little pissed off! I found the extremely negative film reviews from my fellow writers to be a reflection of (as one beautifully written piece described) a society that limits women in a myriad of ways and pretends not to!
I’m not sure that these film critics realize that fashion is art or that frequently women can fetishize beautiful clothing and that the attention we give our appearance can approach ritual (i.e. the French women do it too!
But the condescending nature of these reviews pretends that there is no currency in feminine beauty, that the questioning of our roles in a new society we are carving out for ourselves has no relevancy, that there is no pain in realizing that the romantic fairy tale many of us were “programmed” with is an illusion, and that we question that illusion often with no real answers . . .
Furthermore, I really find it hypocritical that film critics who fuel the Hollywood machine, which is nothing but excess, are criticizing this film for being shallow, inconsequential, materialistic, etc. If they want non-commercial, profound cinema, where women are real participants, then there is always the avant-garde!
But apparently, that’s not what they want either . . .
SATC is not a perfect film in any regard. If anything, the screenplay needed to be developed more. I’m just sorry that the cinematic world I participate in cannot accept a feminine film as it is. This is the film that made it out into the theaters, and women are supporting it. This is an enormous accomplishment, and something that deserves more than insults and petty name-calling. (FYI, I really do not want to hear ever again that as a blogger I am not qualified to write about cinema!
Thanks for your patience with all my girly and angry emotion.
And thank you so much for your writing and for this forum!
xo
I think it is useful to reflect that the whole SatC phenom was an offshoot of its literary forebear, ‘Chick Lit,’ about which similar concerns and questions were voiced, although perhaps not so dire, since books are a bigger tent and tend to support a lot more diversity of views and tones than Hollywood moviemaking. So, for every SatC, there are scores of books ranging from pure fluff to intelligent social satire, all being jacketed and marketed as ‘chick lit.’