So yesterday for my wife’s birthday I took her to a premier of Sex and The City 2. I know what you’re thinking was I drunk? The answer is lightly buzzed thanks to some free cocktails courtesy of Skyy Vodka. (Sidenote: if you have to take your lady to see this movie go to a place where they serve drinks. I saw it at Studio Movie Grill) Will I ever get those 2 1/2 hours of my life back? Probably not, but those points will go along way in the long run. It’s chess not checkers when your married.
OK, we all know this is the ultimate “Girls Night Out” flick so if you’re lucky your gal will go see this with her BFF’s. Then you can spend your time doing more important things like watching the NBA Playoffs, replaying the season finales of Lost and 24, catching up on your correspondence or scouring the internet for a new Weezy mixtape.
Fellas, if you have to go there are just enough funny sex jokes and a bra-less nanny to get you through the movie without making a mad dash to the Iron Man 2 theatre. Plus, your woman will probably appreciate you seeing it with her. As long as your not too sarcastic and keep your inner Kat Williams or Lil Duval to yourself.
*Spoiler Alert*
Samantha has sex (multiple times), Carrie wears some shoes that all the women love, Mr. Big is cool, Miranda is caught up in her work, & Charlotte is prude.
But then again you knew all of this already.
