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They've done several television series, they've done the film and now they've done the sequel. And last night, Sarah Jessica Parker, Kristin Davis, Kim Cattrall and Cynthia Nixon were all glammed up for the UK premiere of Sex and the City 2 at the Odeon Leicester Square in London.
A Cosmo with a twist. Plus, we want a full-size portrait of Jay-Z! Or failing that, a rabbi...
Robert Harris's story of a former PM accused of war crimes is already losing its lustre of topicality
Spirited thriller the Roman way
Those who grew up with Judith Kerr's wonderful children's books should quickly pre-order her latest, One Night in the Zoo, to read to their own children. Kerr is relentlessly productive: as well as the Mog series, The Tiger Who Came to Tea and When Hitler Stole Pink Rabbit, she is also a mother of two (with the late Quatermass creator Nigel Kneale), one of whom is the Whitbread-winning novelist Matthew Kneale. "One moonlit, magical night in the zoo/An elephant jumped in the air and flew," begins the new book. "But nobody knew." Be among the first to find out. £10.99, HarperCollins
It sounds like the kind of story Sex and the City columnist Carrie Bradshaw would agonise over for hours in front of her Apple laptop as she made her way through a pack of Marlboro Lights.
Sarah Jessica Parker and Matthew Broderick will soon be taking on new roles: parents of twin girls.
I will survive, I'm sure, but the Priscilla wave that caught the Palace Theatre last night was a pretty strong blast of lethal elements: costumes that would have looked dated in a 1970s Talk of the Town floor show, a sick-making reunion between Jason Donovan as a drag queen and his little boy by a real, live woman (a rarity in this show), and a book that rhymes "hormone" with "whore moan" and demands that somebody shuts his Von Trapp. Yes, folks, it's the most successful show in the history of Australian and New Zealand musical theatre.
There is scene in the film Sex and the City that has sent its mostly female fans crowding into bookshops, only to emerge empty-handed. Carrie Bradshaw, played by Sarah Jessica Parker, is lying in bed next to her lover, Mr Big (Chris Noth), reading extracts from an interesting-looking book called Love Letters of Great Men.
It started with a column in which she described herself as a 'fairy-tale baddie'. Now Sam Baker has been offered a six-figure advance for a novel about women who become stepmums
Blockbusters are Hollywood's favourite films, right? Wrong. There's a new genre in town that has turned conventional wisdom about cinema-goers on its head. While male teenagers still make up the biggest audience in US cinemas (hence the endless array of superhero/cop/ disaster themes), women are demanding films that they want to see – and they are starting to get them.
A girls' night out too far