When I first read that Kristen Johnston might play Patsy in the long-rumoured US remake of Ab Fab, I wasn’t sure if she was up to playing a washed-up booze bag. Then I remembered this scene from Sex and the City, and decided she’s juuuuust right for the role:
LOL!
Sarah Jessica Parker has knocked down rumours that Carrie will get knocked-up in the next Sex and the City movie, saying pregnancy doesn’t seem like a choice her character would make. So I guess this means that cinema’s most unnecessary sequel will have to rely on other contrived plot points to fill 90 minutes.
Kim Cattrall has seemingly confirmed that Sex and the City: The Movie II: The Sexening is set to become a reality.
Urgh. Seriously: what could this movie possibly be about? It’s not like Big can break up with Carrie again. It’s not like the girls can go on another road trip. Maybe an unexpected foray into science-fiction is on the cards?
Wow, this is bad:
What with all the important, distracting shit going down in the world, we almost forgot to ask the crucial question: has Sarah Jessica Parker had her infamous chin mole removed? Compare the “after” pic on the left and decide for yourself…
I for hope the answer to this mystery is: yes, she’s had the blasted thing sliced off because it looked five feet tall on cinema screens and was very distracting.
UPDATE: Sources “confirm” that the mole is dead! Long live the mole!
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Miley Cyrus wants to star in a “younger, cleaner” version of Sex and the City.
Miley Cyrus needs to shut up – has her purity ring cut off the circulation to her brain or something?
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Yet again the mighty dollar overrides simple common sense: interest in a Sex and the City sequel (and the pink-hued megabucks it would generate) is growing even though there’s surely nothing much left to say about Carrie Bradshaw and her increasingly haggard friends.
In order to save a lot of time, money and effort, allow me to briefly recap the stupid sequel’s dumb plot: Carrie and Big will endure a relationship drama that ultimately ends happily; Miranda’s unglamorous subplot will be the only one that’s remotely plausible or compelling; Samantha will make penis gags in between gagging on penis; and Charlotte… well, who even cares.
See? Wasn’t that much easier?
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A glimpse at what Sex and the City might become if the girls keep on churning out sequels:
Poor Cynthia is actually grimacing, almost as if she’s in pain, at the awkward pose she’s been Photoshopped in to:
Seriously, my neck is getting sore just looking at her.
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Apparently a lot of people have been finding this blog by searching for variations on “Sex and the City full-frontal penis nudity” and suchlike; if you’re one of them, Fleshbot has the video of the movie’s saucy, not to mention entirely pointless, peen scene. (NSFW, obviously.)
If you’re not in the mood for shameless nudity, you can peruse the list of brand names dropped in the film – it’s even longer than… well, you know.
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