The one positive thing that can be said of Sex and the City 2 is that it is only two and a half hours long. Considering how punishingly dull, painfully unfunny and perversely shallow and inane the film is at its current length, it should be considered nothing short of a minor miracle that it isn't a single second longer. It tries to cram a season's worth of boring sub-plots, sub-standard sitcom banter and laboured puns into two dull, soulless hours, creating a film which is overly busy but in which astonishingly little seems to happen.