Cultural phenomenon ends
By Christopher DaCosta
It's been four days so far. Four days since the end of everybody's favorite show and I don't know about you, but I'm struggling to fill the void in my social planner that "Sex in the city" has left behind. Sunday nights will never be the same.
After dabbing my tear-soaked cheeks dry on Sunday, it dawned upon me that the quartet's exploits would be sorely missed. Samantha Jones' voracious sexual appetite; Miranda Hobbes' cynically caustic comments; Charlotte York's graceful doe-eyed stare; commitment-phobe, Carrie Bradshaw's forward fashions.
Though the now deceased "Sex" series was laden with brilliantly executed one-liners, there were a few things about the show that were visibly shoddy and poorly implemented. If you haven't kept up to date with season six, might I kindly remind you to stop procrastinating and hurry up and get with the freakin' times. Otherwise, feel free to read the spoilers ahead. For your convenience, I've amassed my top three "Sex" pet peeves, in random order:
1. Although it almost seems blasphemous to criticize any of these fabulous fashionistas, something must be said about Samantha (portrayed by Kim Cattrall). So we see the gutsy Sam undergo chemo treatment for her bout with breast cancer. She loses her golden locks â€" upsetting, but understandable and hey, at least she has her notoriously high sex drive, right? No. The chemo took that too. Ok, but she's still the quick-witted, hilarious and well-dressed Sam-right? I know you don't like where this is going but alas, it's true â€" season six turned Samantha into a hideously repulsive fashion faux pas suffering through menopause. For some reason, the show's stylists definitely clothed Samantha with the lights off. And her post-chemo hairstylist decided to go retro â€" Florence Henderson, eat your heart out!
2. Aleksandr Petrovsky (played by ballet legend, Mikhail Baryshnikov) is public enemy number one. Despite him being crucial to the storyline, Carrie should have saved herself the trouble. Baryshnikov does a good job at playing a weasly, self-centered, French-speaking Russian. Besides, we all know who Carrie truly belongs with.
3. The much anticipated "Sex" ending. Of course I enjoyed the conclusion of the show, but I felt that our Manhattan maven foursome's story was somewhat rushed and lacking in substance. Sure, each character experienced a deeply emotional conclusion but the show's writers squeezed and contorted all the storylines to fit them in the 45-minute season finale. Perhaps an extra hour of "Sex and the city" goodness was required. I know I can never get enough.
Now that "Sex" will no longer live on the small screen (except in perpetual reruns), its spirit will live on forever in our hearts and with tentative talks of a movie â€" maybe on the big screen too.
û Contact Christopher DaCosta at (408) 554-4546 or at cdacosta@scu.edu.