Review of Sex and the City, Season One

This is my major confession before we get too deep into this blog post: I had no desire to ever watch Sex and the City. For context, I went to college in New York City at the Fashion Institute of Technology.

There were so many girls around me who had moved to New York in search of their own Sex and the City story, and many would even quote Carrie Bradshaw at times. I was painfully aware of the show, but I had never had this interest, so I just remained blissfully ignorant of what exactly what my peers wanted.

Three degrees later and having moved back to my hometown, I was bored when I was waiting for my program to South Korea to start. I had my master’s degree, and I wanted to watch a ton of content for this blog because I had nothing else to do at the time.

And this, my friends, was how I watched Sex and the City. At the time it was available on Netflix, which my sister pays for, and I was going to get through the first season at least no matter what. Despite not knowing anything about it, I pressed play and sunk back into my parents’ not-so-great couch.

Here’s my review before I start rambling too much.

Carrie Bradshaw explores sex and love in New York City.

In this season, we meet Carrie Bradshaw and her friends, which are going to be the focus of the series in the coming years. Carrie is a journalist working for The New York Star, and she writes about sex and love for the magazine. Her column is Sex and the City, and it’s popular enough to get her on a bus at one point in the season.

Episode one is where we begin the dance with a guy named Mr. Big. We’re going to be seeing a lot of him throughout the show, as he’s a rich guy that Carrie keeps running into and going on dates with, but she seems kind of frustrated with him if we’re going to be honest. The guy doesn’t seem fully committed for her, let’s say that.

Throughout the show we also meet her friends like Elizabeth, Charlotte, and Miranda. Like Carrie, they all have careers in various industries throughout New York, and they have their own love life problems.

In every episode, we’re going to see Carrie talking about said problems with these friends. One of them is an art gallery owner, and I was a tad horrified to see her going and having sex with an artist. That was a bit of a twist I was not expecting at all.

There are glimpses into everyone’s sex lives, which would seem pretty absent if the show didn’t show anything with Carrie’s job being what it is. It would be odd if she didn’t discuss these things with her friends, especially if she’s using them as inspiration. We also don’t see Carrie really going into an office, which is fascinating as well too.

I’m sure people on the Internet debate about how much she makes, but I was impressed with her apartment. I sure as heck couldn’t live in that nice of a place on my journalist salary (although I recently quit), that’s for sure. The early 2000s were maybe not as gentrified, or we’re living within the fantasy world of television yet again.

Overall Thoughts

This is going to be a bit shorter blog post, because if we’re being honest, I didn’t care for this. I didn’t understand the hype, and it was formulaic in a way where I thought each episode just follows the same storyline. I kept taking breaks with the show because I was bored.

Maybe there’s something more redeemable in the later seasons, but I don’t know if I’ll get there. Keep checking out my blog to see if I do end up getting there eventually, but for now I don’t care for the series.

I think my problem with it lies that I didn’t care for the characters, nor did I relate to them at all. Because I had this emotional disconnect, there was no reason for me really to keep watching another episode.

But if you love the show, great! Taste is so subjective, and neither of us are wrong. Go watch the show if you haven’t already and want to as well.

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