Consider the film’s painful climax, in which Samantha, now wearing shorts and a low-cut top, spills dozens of condoms from her purse in the middle of a crowded market. Right before the condom explosion, the Islamic call to prayer, the Adhan, is conveniently heard for no discernible reason. The angry, hairy men, overwhelmed by anger and shock, decide to abandon their daily activities and busy life to encircle Samantha and condemn her as a harlot and slut, but not before Samantha proudly holds the condoms up high and dry humps the air telling the men she uses them to have sex. Because they cannot tolerate a sassy, back-talking, condom-using female baring her legs, they decide en masse to spontaneously chase all four women. Appearing like an oasis in the desert, two mysterious women in a burqa silently nod to the four girls, who subsequently follow the women into a secret room revealing the existence of a secret book club attended by a dozen niqabi women, who disrobe to reveal their hidden designer clothes, fashionable shoes and makeup.There's an interesting discussion in the comments over at LGM over whether "Sex and the City 2" might be the worst film ever. It's hard to say how to even rank these things. A few commenters mention "Twister," "The Day After Tomorrow," etc., but I don't think that's fair. Those movies really don't pretend to be anything other than a few hours of entertainment with just enough science to make you think that they at least hired a meteorologist for a couple of hours. I don't think they should be held to a particularly high standard. And I don't know why people are attacking "The Core." That is a very special film. I can't recall another film that had such a tight concentration of highly acclaimed, talented indie film actors doing such crappy work. You have to work to get those kind of results. And the science? Well, it starts with people communicating via radio through 2,000 miles of mantle and goes from there. Awesome.
To me, the worst movie ever is "Sgt. Pepper's Lonely Heart's Club Band." If you haven't seen it, just imagine a musical that begins with the assumption that the Beatles are actually the Bee Gees. And then they try to tell a story using the lyrics from the Beatles' music, which you really can't do since those lyrics, for the most part, make no friggin' sense. But that doesn't stop them! So we get a character named Mr. Kite played by George Burns. And a character named Dr. Maxwell played by Steve Martin. (Yes, he has a silver hammer!) It's ridiculous. And it would be bad enough if it were just a dumb musical, but the fact that it bears the name and music of one of the greatest albums of all time makes it all the more appalling. That's a bad movie.