Love Scenes: One of my favorites

I've been re-watching Sex and the City in reruns, on the Cosmo channel. This post has spoilers, though I'm guessing everyone who wanted to see it has already seen it. But if you don't want to Be Spoiled, well you can still sample this pretty song. ;-)



I remembered disliking Carrie in the last season, especially when she went to Paris--her Dream of a Lifetime City--and acted like a big baby because the man she was with didn't pay enough attention to her. I know what it's like to visit one's Dream City (mine was London) and if I'd gone with a boyfriend I would have been ignoring him. "Sorry I can't have dinner, I gotta go find Oscar Wilde's house and the club where the Marquess of Queensbury delivered his somdomite note!" The character's a diva. Though I love her clothes.

Rewatching earlier seasons, I see I disliked her much sooner than that. The storylines I find touching or romantic are usually with Samantha, Miranda and Charlotte. I especially like the story of Charlotte falling in with a man even though he's not her physical ideal--bald, hairy Harry who eats with his mouth open. But who is sweet, kind, easygoing, and adores her.

This is my fave scene: He's broken up with her cause she said some cruel things when pressuring him to marry her; but now she's miserable without him and just isn't interested in other men. This is at a Jewish single's meetup:



Now that's a better Reconciliation Scene than most romance movies. Shniff. Shniff.