The 1:30 showing of Sex and the City was not completely packed, but those who did fill the seats more than made up for the lack of a sellout.

As I've said before, I was hesitant, at first, to see this movie, but I am really glad I decided to see it. It was like watching six episodes of a never-aired-on-TV seventh season all at once: There was the voice over (which began with a recap as the opening credits flashed), the fashion shows, the cocktails and kids (who were slightly more grown up, but still small enough to be cute).

And, yes, there was conflict. I'm not going to go into details here, but, suffice it to say, I went away happy. And, judging from the audience reaction, I wasn't the only one. There were several instances of audible gasping or laughing or hooting -- like one big group of girlfriends visiting with their favorite quartet of girls and catching up on all the good stuff after not talking for four years. In other words, it was glorious fun.

I don't know if there will be a sequel, but if they're isn't, that's fine by me, too. Of course, I would've also been fine without this movie, but now that I've seen it, I'm glad it was made.