Happy Endings

As I was running out the door last night, my new friend Jen called. I asked if I could call her back tomorrow because I was running out to see Sex And The City and she said “Sure.” Then, just as I was about to wrap it up, she uttered the words, “I’m not seeing it.”

Despite being pressed for time, I couldn’t help myself. I had to ask “Why?” “Because,” she said, “it’s the only show I ever watched where the final episode brought me closure. All the characters had their own happy endings and I don’t want to know if that is no longer the case.”

Wow! Knock me down with a feather. I never thought of it that way. My excitement turned to a knot in my stomach. I too love closure. I too love happy endings (keep your mind out of the gutter). In the words of The Clash, “Should I stay or should I go?”

What if Carrie and Big don’t end up together? What if Charlotte isn’t still living a fairtytale? What if Miranda can’t still be more true to her heart than to her mind? What if Samantha’s lost her incredible drive? Do I want to know?

I take a deep breath. I’ve committed to picking up a Vuv who vowed to see the movie with me, so I must and I do. I share Jen’s comment with her and she just says, “Oy,” which is all I need this Vuv to say as we are “connected” and I know she is feeling exactly what I am feeling. We buy the tickets, the popcorn and we forge ahead…besides it was “two-fer Tuesday” and we got a bargain.

Now, this is not a review and I am not going to blow the movie for anyone who hasn’t seen it, so I will only say this:

It was wonderful to see the girls again and to remember why we loved watching them. Despite their completely unrealistic couture wardrobes (do you really pack up someone’s apartment in a Diane Von Furstenberg dress and stilettos? Has Patricia Field ever heard of fleece?) their friendship is and was , at least for me, realistically and poignantly depicted. The fab foursome made me laugh and they made me cry and their bond, though fictitious, is a kind of truth I will always strive for.

Was Jen right?

Well, there was angst in the Sex And The City movie, Jen. I was squirming for a while, but in the end, was it worth it?

How’s this for closure? I think it was.

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