Sex and the Shitty was a cross between 'take me up the aisle' and 'carry on shagging' (pardon the pun). Anyway it was a right royal farce with OTT costumes, lots of gaydom and au naturel, the fab 4 faghags in an Arabian Nights like adventure with souk loads of emotional baggage.
Best line (as always) goes to Samantha for 'Laurence of My Labia' delivered with more 'Up Pompei' euphemistic clout than Frankie Howerd. However, it was spoken about a shag interest (Dick Schtiff) who was supposed to be Danish but sounded more ecky thump than Sean Bean! Great eye candy - shame the casting crew couldn't get the accent right.
Reaching 10 on the decadometer - it was a film with more product placement than Times Square...Louis Vuitton, Rolex etc etc etc. Then there were the cameos and bit parts – Liza Minnelli croaked her way through All the Single Ladies but put in some impressive dancing and showed great pins for a 64 yo. And some great actors and comedians had bit parts in the whole shebang – Art Malik, Omid Djalili, Penelope Cruz...to name a few, but not vomit-inducing whiney Miley Cyrus! Wonderful scenes shot in Morocco, a hotel to die for and Natacha Atlas' - 'Kidda' which is the best belly dance track ever!
So apart from lots of froth, fripperies and Samantha fcuking on the bonnet of a 4x4, what was it all about...? Well, in a nutshell: Marriage turns men into TV watching muppets. Men feel threatened by strong women. Don't kiss and tell. Women want shoes...more shoes, clothes, romance and black diamonds. Having children makes you lady ga ga. Muslim women wear Armani underneath their niquabs. Men looks at tits all the time. Menopause can be cured with hormones. But apparently bad casting can't! Voila!
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