ZZZzzz And The City

Don't pay money, don't spend time to see this movie. I loved the show, hated the first movie and the second is, reportedly, even worse. SJP, you have sold us out for a heap of potash. Or something.

The first “Sex and The City” movie, which came out two years ago, qualifies as a comedy both because it is somewhat funny and because, according to a more classical definition, it ends, after some reversals and delays, with a wedding. The sequel — which should have borrowed a subtitle from another picture opening this week and called itself “Sex and the City: The Sands of Time” — begins with a wedding and never seems to end. Your watch will tell you that a shade less than two and a half hours have elapsed, but you may be shocked at just how much older you feel when the whole thing is over.