I personally liked the first Sex In The City better and I was weary before going to see this one since the reviews weren’t that great but being a pretty die hard fan, I couldn’t wait til it came out on video.

So what was great and not so great about this one? I would say the not so great was that it seemed to focus more on the outfits and staging than the storyline, wit and humor that we are used to seeing. Well, the scene with Liza Minnelli dancing & singing to Beyonce was pretty humorous as well as entertaining.

However, one of the ways in which it made up for some of the loss (even though some of it was overly dramatized), was that there were some real core issues and struggles for women that were addressed in the movie. There was the topic of “childless by choice” that was addressed where a married couple who were looking forward to having children were sort of thrown for a loop by SJP and Big announcing they wouldn’t be having children. I have a few friends that don’t have children and probably never will, but because they are single I don’t think they are scrutinized as much for making that decision.

Then there is the scene where Charlotte comes close to a nervous breakdown even though she has what seems to be an almost full-time nanny. She slowly has a meltdown in the kitchen before she locks herself in the pantry and starts to cry. I don’t ever remember the crying part, but I do remember when I was new to the game, my youngest was under 3 and I would go in my room and lock the door to let his Dad handle him, lol.

It is only after a few drinks that she really gets honest with herself about how even though she wanted motherhood more than anything, at times it can be too much. She also says she would rather loose her husband to the nanny who runs around bra-less than to loose the nanny. I must say, that is quite an admission.

So even though the movie seemed to lack some of the luster, it definitely did a good job of shining some light on women’s issues. It’s just unfortunate that as women, we still seem to find ourselves more engaged in things like mommy wars and sugar coating than feeling comfortable about being truthful about our roles and the struggles that come with them.