Yes, that colossal flower grafted onto SJP’s dress is absurd, and no, I don’t know any woman who organizes her closet while wearing pricey undergarments and stilettos. But still, the minute the orchestra starts playing the pumped-up SATC theme, I start getting a case of the tinglies, the same kind I used to get when I flipped on HBO every Sunday to watch my favorite half-hour series.

So let’s have a show of hands: Who else is excited about this movie?

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