The odd thing about Diane English‘s The Women (New Line/WB, 9.12) is that (a) it’s a better written, generally more watchable and down-to-earth film than Sex and the City and yet (b) it doesn’t feel as rooted in present-day mores as Sex does (or did). It feels, in short, like a film that should have been made and released a good ten or fifteen years ago. Twenty years ago would have been all the better. So it makes sense, as this English profile piece says, that she’s been trying to get it made since the early days of the Clinton administration.
