I did, in fact, see this movie, and for a second, I thought I might have written it, so spot-on was my prediction of the ending. When you introduce a vintage wedding dress, a book of love letters, and a mention of City Hall at the beginning of the movie, come on - it's like the metaphorical gun that must be fired in Act Three. However, I did enjoy it.
[it is NEW YORK]
Charlotte: I have a baby and a great husband!
Samantha: I live in LA with my hot boyfriend!
Miranda: I live in Brooklyn and still sort of hate myself!
Carrie: My boyfriend made me the biggest, most wonderful closet ever! And we're getting married!
[the audience LITERALLY GASPS upon seeing SAID CLOSET]
Carrie & Co.: We're kind of old, but still wearing crazy-ass fashions and walking four abreast!
[a bunch of SHITTY things happen - in Charlotte's case, LITERALLY]
Jennifer Hudson: I am black, and optimistic.
[everything that you PREDICTED would happen in the first FIFTEEN MINUTES unfurls EXACTLY as you thought it would]
Carrie Bradshaw & Co.: Men are nice, but girlfriends are nicer. Let's eat brunch.
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