Sex And The City Is Actually Okay (If You Watch It On TBS)
So last night I was over at a friend's house and she suggested we watch an episode of Sex And The City on TBS. So we did. And it was...good? I couldn't figure out what the hell was going on. The friendships were believable, the plot was thought-provoking, and there was a strange absence of bad puns. As I walked home from the subway I pondered this bizarre occurrence. I know I must have hate-watched every episode of SATC over the years on HBO. Why would watching it on TBS make it better? And then, an epiphany:
SATC on TBS is an SATC with the sex scenes edited out. And SATC with the sex scenes edited out is basically SATC with Samantha edited out.
It's like a mathematical formula for making the show bearable! It's not the worst show ever, I just hate Samantha! (It's still not the greatest of shows, but without the distraction of extreme Samantha resentment, I sort of get what the early episodes were trying to do now.)
Anyway, it was Season 2, episode 17: Four Women And A Funeral. The one they later re-dubbed to change "JFK Jr." to "Leonardo DiCaprio" after the former died. See, I even know SATC trivia now. Thank you, TBS. (But I still don't feel bad for spoiling the movie.)
Posted by Lindsay at 10:59 AM in Hate-Watching, Sex And The Cashmere Jungle
Tags: Cynthia Nixon | Kim Cattrall | Kristen Davis | Sarah Jessica Parker | Sex And The City
I liked it when I watched it on TBS in college. It wasn't until later, when a friend insisted I help her christen that gross pink suede box set that I realized it was horrible. I'm going to go with the lack of Samantha on that, too.
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I watched an episode randomly last night myself and realized that, indeed, Samantha is what the makes the show unbearable in that she is given the most rhythmic, dirty Neil Simon lines.
Still, the show is unbearable (and ideal for hatewatching).
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