April 18, 2009
I Miss New York
I’m sitting around at home on this lazy Saturday, home alone — no hubs or Dawson to commandeer the remote — so I’m flipping through the channels and discover that the Sex and the City movie is on HBO. I saw this movie on opening day in the theater. I loved it so. I laughed. I cried. I ooohed and ahhhed over the fashion. I fell in love with New York City all over again.
I pre-ordered the movie on DVD and when it arrived several weeks later, I couldn’t bring myself to watch it again. I still haven’t watched it for a second time. In fact, when I caught a glimpse of it while surfing channels, I quickly chose a different movie to watch. (Ocean’s Thirteen if you must know.)
To be perfectly honest, the reason I cannot watch the SATC movie again is because I loved it so much the first time. I’ll explain this in a moment.
My husband finds this completely strange. Strange because I still watch the seasons (I have all six boxed sets) every so often.
“Why is it you can watch an entire season in one sitting, but you won’t play the movie? I haven’t seen it yet.” Doug says.
“Well, if you want to watch it, just say so and I’ll go do something else.”
“I don’t get it. You love Sex and the City. You were addicted to that show and cried when it went off the air.”
“I know,” I say. “It’s just that the movie was so amazing, everything I wanted it to be. I feel like I’ve been given closure, a happy ending.”
Don’t get me wrong. I love the series because it’s awesome. And the movie is wonderful. I just think that if I watch it again I’ll want more.
I know that Sex and the City 2 is in the works and while I’m very excited and will no doubt be first in line at the theater, I also worry that the new movie won’t be as good, or that it will leave much to be desired. Why try to top a good thing?
Thinking about all of this makes me miss New York. It was a year ago in April that I visited the Big Apple and fell in love with the Flatiron and the Empire State Building and Bethesda Fountain. And the Brooklyn Bridge.
Yes, I miss New York. Someday, I’ll go back.
Maybe I will watch the movie again, just so I can reminisce all the things I love about my favorite big city.
Posted by Dana @ 8:38 PM • A Walk Down Memory Lane
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April 20th, 2009 at 11:12 PM, Headless Mom Says:
I love New York too, but not as much as Boston. Boston rocks, and if you’ve never been there you should!