Saturday Matinee

Sex and the City: the TV series is like watching Martha Graham perform her Lamentation - with a deep grounded internalization of being. Sex and the City: the movie is like watching someone else dance Lamentation, trying hard to look like Martha Graham doing it – an externalization of strife in imitating Graham’s being.

This video isn’t a good example of the externalization of Graham’s original internal emotion (this video is actually quite good), but that is what usually occurs when a standard is set so high and people aim to attain a stereotype of someone else, or in the case of SATC, a stereotype of themselves.

To see an excerpt of Martha Graham herself do it, click here. Click on Jordy’s locker handle, and then to Lamentation, then to Video.

Oh and for Sex and the City, throw in unabashed fashion montages and product placement, a charming smattering of Broadway actors’ cameos (Daphne Rubin Vega, Joanna Gleason, Sara Gettelfinger), a forcefulness in showing you how close the four girls are, and take out witty writing. I came out a little disappointed, but it still had moments of why we all love Sex and the City. I had to get it out of my system, and still glad I saw it as one of the few movies that I see.