After six seasons of shoes, shagging and several gallons of Cosmopolitans, the Sex And The City girls clack out of existence with more of a brief knee-tremble than a full-on screamer.
In a rush to tie up all the loose story-ends, the plot turns distinctly soapy and loses some of the biting wit that made the show initially so fresh. The leading ladies, however, are now so comfortable in their characters skins that they can draw laughs from even the weaker scripts.