Sex and the Other City
The first rule of television seems to be: if something works once, do it again. Sarah Jessica Parker’s production company has reportedly optioned the novel Prospect Park West to turn into a TV show. The book, by former sex columnist Amy Sohn, who also wrote the companion book for HBO’s Sex and the City, chronicles…
The first rule of television seems to be: if something works once, do it again. Sarah Jessica Parker’s production company has reportedly optioned the novel Prospect Park West to turn into a TV show. The book, by former sex columnist Amy Sohn, who also wrote the companion book for HBO’s Sex and the City, chronicles the lives, urges, and dissatisfactions of four Park Slope mothers. Here’s how The Post summed it up this morning: “The book creates a scathing portrait of Park Slope’s mommy brigade — of which Sohn is a breast-feeding member — as a parade of unsatisfied thirty- and forty-something moms sizing up their plights relative to all the other stroller-pushers at the playground. Few are having sex — at least not with their spouses.” It’s definitely the Sex and the City formula, but who knows if it will take off? Gawker asks the more important question: will it ruin Park Slope? There is already a festoon of strollers; will Berkeley Place now be clogged with red double-decker buses?
Sarah Jessica Parker’s Sex & the Stroller Set Show [Gawker]
Treading on a Slippery Slope [NY Post]
Is Prospect Park West the New SATC? [BuzzSugar]
“Who ARE these kids spending a million bucks to live in a crappy box in the sky?” Rosie shouted over the screaming children running around the yard. She was sitting with her girlfriends watching the kids play, sipping a rose-colored cocktail that matched the color of her hair.
“Hell if I know,” Carmela replied. “But I can tell you right now, the rooms must be shaped real weird, ’cause those construction crews cut every corner known to man!”
They all laughed. “You should know, Carm. Didn’t Johnny have one of those no-show jobs at that site?”
“Whatcha talking about?” Carmela said, rearranging her blonde hair on top of her head. “Johnny works real hard. Poor guy came home all sunburned every day from that job, he was kicking butt outside all day long.”
“Kicking butt at the craps table, you mean!” Eletta said. “They had that card table set up outside, that’s why they all got so much color. I can tell you, my Frankie came home lookin’ like a friggin’ spic from that job.”
“I think you got it wrong, El,” Rosie said. “It was the friggin’ spics whose butts he was kicking.” They all laughed again. “Though I gotta say, those Mexicans work real hard, I don’t care what anyone says.”
“What are you, some kind of Park Slope liberal now, Rosie?” Eletta asked.
The deck around the above-ground pool was getting slippery from the water the kids kept splashing over the sides. Carmela turned her head toward the pool just in time to get drenched as Johnny Jr. splashed a huge wave out of the pool.
“Now look what you’ve done!” she shouted, her soaking hair dripping rivulets of chlorinated water onto her silk blouse. “Johnny Jr., Carla, get out of there right now! We’re going home!”
I though Park Sloper’s was an actual quote. Very well written, PS.
Isn’t that what a wife is for? 😉
Posted by: dirty_hipster at August 13, 2009 1:55 PM
And you realized your dream of marrying someone who “makes bad decisions.” LOL
These are great! As a Manhattan mom, I have to say all this mommy socializing is lovely, as awkward and bitchy as it may seem to you. My Soho story would be an interior monologue of alienation, punctuated by worries about the size of my butt.
ok am I a total dummy?
are these ACTUAL excerpts from the book OR are you guys doing re-writes based on nabes?
“dh, it would throw a serious wrench in your nights out.”
Isn’t that what a wife is for? 😉
MM;
Somehow your long posts without paragraph spacing fits right into the PS mom stereotype. The word “earnest” comes to my mind.
dh, it would throw a serious wrench in your nights out.
sometimes i wish i had kids.