I was watching the Sex in the City marathon and despite the constant cycles of shallowness and selfishness in each episode, mind you the fashion mostly holds up if the technology doesn’t, I couldn’t turn away.
Suddenly I had a deep thought about the series.
I can’t imagine how many times I’ve seen each episode or movie, but suffice it to say a lot, however it only occurred to me recently that there might be an underlying Matrix theme going on.
If you will indulge me…
It always bothered me that the quad didn’t seem to have a lot of friends outside the circle, no old high school friends, very weak sibling relationships, if they had siblings, no parents ever seemed to visit although Miranda’s mother did get a sort of death scene. Any friends outside the quad were one-episode and you’re out. Despite the fact that they all eventually found, in one way or another a long-term man, there was something off about the circle of life on that show. Here is my theory…
Carrie lives in her parent’s basement and makes up imaginary friends who start life in 1999. Each character is just another side of Basement Carrie. Did you ever notice the lack of backstory on how they got to be friends and how they came to be a unit. She’s catfishing herself if you will. Think about it, each one could be a facet of the person Carrie wants to be or might be but she’s stuck in the basement. Rent in New York is high and I’m sorry, but there’s no way she could maintain the lifestyle depicted, we know that for sure. Hence, we have practical and judgmental Miranda, super white-girl princess Charlotte, and lascivious, fairly rich Samantha. The four faces of Carrie. Can’t you see, the quad was alter-ego home-space.
This theory is imperfect, and I need to think on it more, but once you see it, you can’t go back…one red pill coming up.
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