Why are we, not just as women, but even as cynical heterosexual male of the 21st century find such alluring fascination with the world of SEX AND THE CITY, an all time HBO classic, which is certainly the new age addiction? What is so magical about its world that lours us in whether it's from the middle of its 4th season or the very first candy-floss season one? It's not so much about the hot sex scenes, but more so about the dialogue that occurs before and after those scenes; at least for me. I find the beauty of the show from it's realism and unorthodox situation that sometimes occur in each one of our lives at some point. The world of women and their mind set was perhaps the fascination for me to be sold on, and for the fact what will happen with Carry and Mr. Bigs. It was a Thomas Crown Affair in it's self, and the mystery it held, whether or not those two will end up together.
I certainly related to the most important aspect for the show, the main star, the writer Carry Bradshaw. I, too, being a writer was looking for an escape to see a life of another writer and witnessing their success from columnist to a world wide best selling author. I found it quite easy to see a "writer" living a decent life in the toughest city of the world. But, in all honestly, deep down inside it was the breakups and heart breaks that really got me tide-down to the tube. The agony and inscription of the feeling that were felt with heart breaks weren't just heartwrenching, but were realistic portrait of lives around the world. The pain, the loneliness, but more so the confusion that we all go through during that first hour of breakup to the next morning; nevertheless we all some how peal ourselves out of it's stickiness. It was also a hope that was given to us about true love and soul-mate, and age never matters while waiting him or her to arrive in your life, and make it complete. The New York lifestyle was another walk in a theme park for a Californian like myself, and many other across the country, wanting to know the detailed Friday night life of NY, even though it was mostly gay clubs or overly expensive lounges.
Even though the show was mainly about 4 women, and their personal dating lives; I think even as men we related to them and their personalities on many levels. After watching the entire series redundantly, I've come realize that in the world there are only 4 personalities when it comes to love, romance and pimps. As a guy, I related to the hopeless romantic Charlot York, and head-over-heels type like Carry Bradshaw, who only wants one true love, but just could never get it. I am sure 90% of the men out there can related to the player Samantha and semi-payer Maranda, who when confronted with a man who might just have feelings for them, felt withered within themselves, as most men are oblivious to it's origin. It's even educational on many perspective about WHAT WOMEN WANT, and what they are looking for in a men.
I think the entire purpose of SEX and the CITY was to have us wait, and be patient for love to arrive, because no matter what, "someone somewhere is made for you".
K.R.S
