So a couple weeks ago I wrote about how I had no desire to see the new Sex and the City movie. And in the last two weeks I have had no fewer than six people ask me to see it. C, V, C, L, and two other girls all wanted to go. About the only one that doesn’t seem to care is B and NoMH, god bless ’em.
And with the exception of C, the response is always the same–“Whaddaya mean, you don’t want to see it. Why on earth not”. “How could you have not liked the series?” “How could you have not even watched the series”. “You’ve got to be the only girl I know that doesn’t want to go”.
Yeah, and I’m okay with that last one. I’m sorry, but give me Ironman or Indiana Jones over simpy girls talking about bikini waxes and shoes any day of the week. Yes, my gender majority is going gaga over this.
I just prefer a grizzlied Harrison Ford or fit Robert Downey, Junior instead. So sue me.