OK, so there are obvious rules against mixing Star Wars quotes and Sex and the City, but there you have it.
A friend of mine put together the ultimate girls night by reserving rows at a S&TC screening to be followed by drinks and gabbing. A good excuse to hang out with the girls and let loose.
Other groups disagreed. When we tied off two rows with pink ribbon -- as planned ahead of time through the theatre owner -- we immediately became the target of loud bitching, despite the fact that at the time most of the theatre was theirs for the taking. And that's when I realized we were engulfed in a sea of catty women. Before the film began my friend leaned over and proclaimed, "This will be one of the rudest audiences ever." She nailed that prediction.
I expected it to be loud, for kinda funny things to appear particularly funny (it would seem some groups chose to sandwich the show between drinks), and for constant cheering for the foursome on screen. But snide remarks weren't reserved just for the male characters. When a man cheated, the girl behind us said that she obviously wasn't doing what she needed to do to keep her man. Yet on the other side of the room, someone empathized with the situation by saying, "Been there," and the whole audience burst out in support. I felt badly for the few men attending -- this was not their crowd.
And the movie? It's hard to reflect on it outside of the atmosphere I viewed it in. Someone accurately noted that it was like a condensed season in one shot. In the beginning they provided a quickie sum up, which was great for folks like myself who have only seen the first few seasons. It was fun, it fit the established tone (though there were a few Obsession commercial moments), it was overflowing with over-the-top fashion, and much like the show, it is best viewed with your girlfriends at your side and a drink in your hand.