I recently joined seven feisty females over forty for dinner and the movie ‘Sex and the City.’ I rarely watched the show on television, so I was expecting a pandering, plotless portrayal of bed-hopping bimbos. I was pleasantly surprised. The movie was fun, and it included just the right amount of bold sass and bare ass.After the movie, three of our group went home to husbands and four went home alone. Of those four, one was recently widowed, two were divorced, and one was separated from her husband. The variety and reality of our lives didn’t matter. We enjoyed the evening and weren’t shocked at images that would have sent our mothers into counseling and confession. We’ve come a long way from our first “skin” movie, ‘The Graduate’ with a fresh-faced Dustin Hoffman.