We went to see the new Sex and the City movie this past weekend. I was about to add "with high expectations" but that would be a lie. Too much I had read and heard about the second big-screen vehicle for Carrie Bradshaw and her friends had been negative for us to have any expectations at all.

Good thing: the movie was terrible. Offensive even. After seeing the film, I started reading some of the reviews from the pros around the world and, apart from agreeing the movie is really bad, they also managed to use up all the best headlines, including Sucks In the City And No Sex No City. It's not just that the movie isn't good: it's patently objectionable on so many levels.

The script is a disaster, with almost nothing happening. The dialogue is banal, filled with stupid puns and a great deal of whining. The direction is juvenile and uncreative and the acting... well, the four women who performed so beautifully in the TV series and even, to a lesser extent, in the first movie just seem tired and ready to move on. The feeling I got was that everyone involved figured they'd just go through the motions and milk the adoring audience one last time.

The movie lasts two and a half hours and provides, at most, 15 minutes of decent entertainment. There is one scene between Miranda and Charlotte, for example, in which they discuss in moving, funny detail the challenges of being mothers. Beyond that, S&C2 merely adds another note of Islamaphobia and America-centrism that is simply not needed in western popular culture.

Don't see it. Don't waste your time, your money, your intellect. Don't desecrate your memory of what made the TV series great.

Tags: Sex And The City, Carrie Bradshaw