Stamantha jones comes a few seconds from the start of the last episode (on Sky and streaming on NOW tv). AND the much-hyped cameo of the missing character from And just like thatfundamental piece of Sex and the city, that’s a 74-second flash. Sadly not memorable at all (not that it was hard to imagine). There second season of this euthanasia of a memorable series it is in fact less frustrating than the previous onebut still a fair of inconsistencies, from the Birkins of Seema found in a flower bed to Aidan’s desperate tears with Carrie «yes, ok, but when are you coming back?».
But we were talking about Samantha (played by Kim Cattrall, in case there were anyone left on the planet who didn’t know about it). On the phone with Carrie she explains to her friend that, as the flight to New York from Heathrow (the pr lives and works in London) is 3 hours late, can not be present at the last supper, the farewell to the apartment in which Aidan no longer wants to enter (give him wrong). And in which Samantha pulled out the diaphragm stuck in Carrie’s vagina (season 2, episode 6 of SATC).
There toejust for one night, it was supposed to be a surprise arranged by Miranda and Charlotte. With the timing gone, and already returning home in a taxi from the airport (the digitally reconstructed glimpse of the landscape is embarrassing), Samantha then decides to greet the location via speaker (abusing fucking twice). End of the phone call, and of a scene where Kim, dressed by Patricia Field as requested by the actressgrabs a Fendi bag like a panic bar.
Finding the most shameless of the four is a pleasure. Yet to see this twitter from we loved itsuddenly like the reticent and dry messages of the first season are missing. But it is the last episode, and everything must find a solution, even the friction between the two friends. The rest of the troop follows. Anthony agrees to bottom with Giuseppe (2023 may be more antediluvian than 1950). Miranda makes peace with Steve, and advances into a diplomatic career. Charlotte and Harry have a loving bicker about how to set up the new iPhone to replace the one she tossed in the blender.
Finally Seema overcomes the doubts about the new director lover, about her suspicious work phone calls, about the fact that she declared herself – she being featured with predatory animal print fabrics – and have lost the benefit of coverage. Instead Nya and Lisa, since they are also in the cast, close the season as characters that one hopes never to see again. The first, after three bets sitting at the home table, switches to being seated at large table of Carrie (from which she takes the chef to bed); the second deals with the consequences of a miscarriage that, in the midst of the looks and the problem of Anthony’s “ass virgin”, it possesses the surreality of Luciano Onder shopping at Manolo Blahnik.
And just like that“letting go of expectations”
Aside from the fact that healthy a house where takeaways and Cosmopolitans were consumed with refined samples on teaspoons is the most serious complaint to address to the authors, the more the dinner goes on and the more one wonders where the hell is Aidan. With what ultimatum will he come to Carrie, given the tears of the previous episode on the attempted suicide of his son Wyatt. And what effect will it have on her that she has decided – in the game she proposed at the table – to abandon all expectations from her life. Of acceptance of every destiny, of escape?
It happens that Aidan – entering the notorious house as if he had never had a paturnia, e throwing rocks at the window like Carrie did to win him back the second time – he asks her five years before moving into the Brooklyn building that she bought for him and his children. You have to take care of the minor son and the other three. Five years that are like those of David Bowie’s 1972 song of the same name, the handful of time left before the end of the world: not exactly a good omen.
Carrie first doesn’t believe it, then accepts, getting stuck in another limbo after Big’s death, which was at least followed by a recovery, of acquaintances. But is it reasonable to wait such a long time for a person, is it reasonable, moreover, to drag out a character from the past and the triangle of which he was a part for another five years, albeit virtual ones? Can’t writers come up with interesting men with street numbers in Manhattan?
As long as there is Cosmopolitan there is hope
No, and in Manhattan – indeed, Gramercy Park – which is no longer that of Edith Wharton and Henry Jameswhere frustrated expectations were normal eventualities, Carrie shuts herself up in her castle with her cat Shoe. For five years? But not even if you’re rich and have a friend like Seema who takes you to Greece because she too has a cross attached to 5: the number of months the director will spend in Egypt shooting. The good mood returns in an instant. «And if those two never come back?», «There are always the Cosmopolitans»replies the actress who put her initials on a version in the drink can.
That is, while waiting, drink up and have a cat, preferably in a house with columns, moldings and a garden. Stories unfairly left out of wayward children’s handbooks.
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