Revisiting 'Sex': How Do You Hold On To The Nasty Old Dude Using You For Sex?

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Every week a new story seems to come over the ticker about how groundbreakingly post-post-feminist "Sex & the City was and how influential it was on culture at large. And every week the 'New York Observer' prints one of the original Candace Bushnell columns on which the show was based to remind us that this is why people now watch 'The Hills."'


More about fucking old men so you can stay at their houses in the Hamptons in this week's rehashed Sex & The City column, the first thus far to mention feminism. (Sample exchange: Alison: "Don't you ever worry that one of these guys is going to figure out what you're up to?" Janey: "What?" Alison: "Using them." Pause. "For their summer houses." Shorter pause. Janey: "I'm a feminist." Pause. "It's about the redistribution of wealth.")

Land Rover, Mercedes, Maserati and the bar Pravda are name-checked, but column is light on product placement as a considerable effort is made to sentimentalize the inner monologue of the Samantha-esque Janey Wilcox, which is most simply conveyed as: "I guess I will sleep with that guy if he is paying for a house in the Hamptons. Wait, why doesn't Hamptons guy want to fuck anymore? I guess I will make out with this guy if he is buying dinner. Wait, why doesn't dinner guy want to fuck anymore?"

There's a subplot involving the first Hamptons guy's large dick, which is the reason she can feel non-whorey fucking him even though he's eighty years old and spends an hour on the toilet every day, but when he breaks up with her and gives her a $5,000 Chanel gift certificate she still doesn't feel whorey, presumably because she is a "feminist", even though she has no job, and the Republican in me would think her idea that she should be able to sit around drinking bellinis and collecting womyn reparations for those thousands of years of suffering is a little outrageous, but there is no Republican in me and instead I just feel kind of sad and alone. Janey does not seem to grasp the depths of her shallowness, probably because the point of shallowness is that it has no depth and she is really, really shallow, even as there are certain actions that indicate she has a conscience. Janey was probably abused as a child but she has repressed all the memories just as we should all repress the memories of this show because it is seriously, seriously, was a bad idea to begin watching.

SWF Wants M w/ Hamptons Hse; Labor Day Breakup Essential [Observer]



I enjoyed watching SATC because it was frivilous and not to be taken seriously. A good escapist 1/2 hour.

But, trying to read these columns, I have no clue why Bushnell got a TV show. They are so terribly written and uncaptivating. I can't imagine the new spin-offs are going to do well. After all, I now watch Grey's Anatomy to indulge by feminine-side and after an hour of that I feel girl-ed out enough for a full week. Are there some women who need all estrogen TV? I can only take so much before I need to see me some blood and guts (blood and guts in GA are certainly not enough to fulfill this need).

Anyone else need some gunplay with a side of $500 shoes for their TV consumption?