Why Samantha’s Hormonal Hell in “Sex and the City 2” Is The Awful Film’s Most Relatable Moment

When it’s a rainy Saturday afternoon and the allergies you inherited as a gift for welcoming your forties kick in with a vengeance, there’s nothing else to do but tuck in and lazily gaze at a bad movie.

Sex and the City 2 — arrived just in time and I allowed myself the opportunity to recall if it was as…