So the ladies of “Sex and the City” have finally decided that a nice big paycheck is worth putting up with one another (apparently they hate each other — or to be more precise, they all hate Kim Cattrall and vice versa) and make a movie. Isn’t that sweet? Personally, I could do without having to see Sarah Jessica Parker’s horse face on a giant movie screen, or Kim Cattrall’s prune, wrinkled skin in close-up. Then again, a major movie would provide Kristin Davis fans the chance to see Kristin naked. Or close to naked. (What’s the point of a “Sex and the City” movie if no one gets naked? None!) And let’s face it, kids, the only reason to even consider renting a “Sex and the City” movie when it hits DVD is the promise of Kristin Davis skin. It sure as hell ain’t for Kim Cattrall or Sarah Jessica Parker or the redhead whose name no one knows.
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