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Anonymous wrote:There are many things that bug me about the reboot, most of which have been discussed here, but one of them is the stratospheric wealth. SATC was never a remotely realistic depiction of single women living in NYC but now every single character and scene is living at billionaire levels. It's like Real Housewives sort of parody at this point, there's nothing relatable about a woman widowed in her mid50s who doesn't work, has no kids or other nuclear family, and who buys and sells $25m apartments on a whim. Same for Charlotte and Miranda although at least they have kids as props. Ironically it's only the POC and Anthony in his gay sidekick role where there's even a pretense of work, and no one ever has to think about money. Feels especially tone deaf right now.
Why do some people always equate something being good with how “relatable” it is? Do you watch “Hamlet” and RELATE to it? Hope not. Can you relate to being in the British aristocracy? If not, you won’t find “Bridgerton” to be very relatable. Do you relate to Captain Picard’s “lifestyle” as he commands a Starfleet ship? Do you “relate” to Pip’s poverty and being an orphan in “Great Expectations”? Did you “relate” to Harry Potter when he went off to wizard in school?
While you didn’t relate to these characters based on lifestyle or life circumstances, you likely did relate to them because of the emotions they feel, the relationships they forge, and the way life can bring them very high or very low.
Because on some level, these characters were relatable in the original, at least in terms of their relationships. Yes, the fashion and glamour had an element of fantasy, but the relationships felt authentic and struck a chord.
Just because having a possibly trans kid doesn’t resonate with you doesn’t mean it doesn’t resonate with others. Or an alcohol struggle, or a sudden death, or a dead-bedroom marriage…
The topics seemed handpicked to be token-resonant. The writing isn't strong, deep, or nuanced enough to make it relatable. This issue has been well-documented. Sure, I know many people with alcohol issues. Not many that carried small bottles of tequila in a back pack and then gave it all up the next week, all while living in a multi-million dollar home with no income.
I know many people who died suddenly, but none who died in a multi-million-dollar Penthouse after a Peloton workout, discovered by a vapid spouse who didn't call 911 but clung to him in the shower as her Malonos got wet.
I also know many people with trans kids, but none who also seem baffled by Black authors, who go on a treasure hunt for token Black friends, and seem flabbergasted and perplexed during an elite private school meeting about the issue.
I also know people with dead-bedroom marriages, but to my knowledge none that have cheated on their spouse loudly while a friend recovers from surgery in the next room.