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The sequel, Sex and the City 2, wipes any urges towards mirth. You watch in mounting disbelief as the disgruntled girls ( not women, never) come on to whinge about every single thing that's in their lives.

Though the sequel doesn't pack as much juice as the original movie, Sex And The City 2 doesn't leave your martini glass empty.

King allows these women no room for growth, even within a two-and-a-half-hour movie. They all end up just as they were, ever obsessed with surfaces and labels, which is disappointing.