(From left: Yes… yes… yes.  What can I say, I’m easy.)

“Jonson” just posted this in the comments section, and I thought it was interesting enough to share:

True story: In the first season of the Golden Girls, the actress who played the most sexually active one (Rue McClanahan) was 49 years old. In Sex & the City 2, the actress who plays the most sexually active one (Kim Cattrall) is 54.  The GOLDEN GIRLS.

Further fact checking shows that Rue McClanahan (with whom I share a birthday, oddly enough) was actually 50 or 51 (she was born in February) for the first season of Golden Girls (1985), while Kim Cattrall is actually 53.  But he was correct in that Cattrall is older.  …That’s still interesting, right?  …Kind of?

(*plays ‘The More You Know’ music, farts*)

Shoetinis, anyone?  The folks at Landline TV are back with a new video, a version of Sex and the City 2 that’s both more honest, and more importantly, shorter.  Like all of their videos, it’s pretty straightforward, but funny and well-executed.  The only thing I would’ve liked to see more of, now that we know Sex and the City 2 is “blatantly anti-Muslim,” is a crowd of Muslim women holding up giant caricatures Carrie Bradshaw and hitting them with Manolo Blahniks.

Sex and the City 2 is set in Dubai, which can be kind of a dangerous place for slutty old white broads (which is why they filmed it in Morocco).  If you’re the screenwriter, the question becomes, do you just use the exotic setting as window dressing and an excuse for gaudier shoes, or do you actually use it to add conflict to the plot?  In a surprising turn, it appears Michael Patrick King went with the latter.  Honor kill this decadent block quote, Hollywood Reporter:

First of all, Carrie encounters her old flame, Aidan (John Corbett), at the spice market, but even more importantly, she and her friends run up against the puritanical and misogynistic culture of the Middle East. The rather scathing portrayal of Muslim society no doubt will stir controversy, especially in a frothy summer entertainment, but there’s something bracing about the film’s saucy political incorrectness. Or is it politically correct? “SATC 2″ is at once proudly feminist and blatantly anti-Muslim, which means that it might confound liberal viewers.

Muslim society puritanical and misogynistic? The dastard!  Look, I know everyone says it’s cultural and you can’t judge and all that, but whether it be muslims, Amish, or Orthodox Jews, I’m not really big on the Gods that are always telling you what to wear.  It’s like, leave me alone, God, I’m shopping at TJ Maxx and that’s that.

Indicative of the film’s contradictory stance is a scene in which the ladies perform a karaoke version of Helen Reddy’s “I Am Woman” in an Abu Dhabi nightclub. An equally outrageous moment comes when the interlopers are rescued by a bunch of Muslim women who strip off their black robes to reveal the stylish Western outfits they are concealing beneath their discreet garb. [THR]

I hear in a scene after that, Samantha twists the top on a Bud Light bottle and like magic, all the burka ladies are magically transformed into bikini models and Bon Jovi starts playing, and an old snake charmer in a turban turns into Tyson Beckford with his shirt off and his huge wiener hanging out.  I think it might’ve been product placement.

Haha, just kidding, this isn’t the real Sex and the City 2 poster.  Believe it or not, this is just my redesign, featuring Lobster Dog, Gary Busey, and Upside-Down Ellen Page.  The original version is below, but I would argue mine is better on account of requiring less Photoshop.

Just in case you needed to hear “Empire State of Mind” for the 8th time this morning, here’s the trailer for Sex and the City 2.  My favorite exchange:

SAMANTHA:  I’ve tricked my body into thinking it’s younger.  *pulls out pills*
CHARLOTTE:  How are you gonna swallow all those?
SAMANTHA:  …Have we met?

Ha, it’s funny ’cause she’s a slut (*gong*).   Other highlights included my favorite guest star, Liza Minelli (just edging out Miley Cyrus), and my favorite outfit, this:

God dammit. *reluctantly changes out of blazer with glittery, spiked shoulder pads*.

The plot is that the girls get together for a group vacation to Abu Dhabi, where Carrie runs into old flame Aiden, aka John Corbett, and the sparks and fur fly.  Is he trying to start a country music career or something?  What’s with the phony, folksy accent all of a sudden?  But anyway, Abu Dhabi is a great setting for this movie, because as we all know, Islamic countries just love scantily clad sluts.

“Who ees thees transvestite donkey witch next to you, and why it no wear burka?”