Sex and the City strutted its way to the No. 1 spot at the box office this weekend, raking in $55.7 million on 3,285 screens, knocking Indiana Jones and the Kingdom of the Crystal Skull into second place, with $46 million on 4,264 screens in its second weekend.

According to The New York Times, industry analysts were predicting a $27.5 million opening weekend as recently as a week ago. Folks lining up at theaters across the country had some predicting as high as $70 million, but $55.7 million is enough to make the movie a bona fide success.

Top Cow Productions and Platinum Studios are really excited about their planned Witchblade movie, and they want you to get excited, too. How excited are they? They've created a teaser site, and a teaser image, and a teaser naked woman to promote it, and not a thing has been written, cast or filmed yet. Am I complaining about unnecessary naked women, who serve no discernible purpose? Not at all. But don't you at least want that naked woman to be the actual naked woman who's going to be naked in the film? Just for continuity's sake?

Filmmakers face many problems when trying to translate a TV series into a full-length feature film, and the folks who made Sex and the City stumbled on each of them.

First and most importantly, there's that whole issue of trying to make it bigger than an episode of the series, in length and in the weight of the story it's telling. Sex and the City definitely succeeds in length, ballooning it to nearly 2 1/2 hours, but for what reason, exactly? Nothing in the movie seems to carry any more weight or, really, advance the story of these four single gals beyond where they were when the series ended. And that's unfortunate, considering that main character Carrie (Sarah Jessica Parker) was acting like a nearly-40-year-old baby when the show last aired.

Over the past few years, fast-food joints have gotten into major trouble marketing their fattening products to children, but when summer arrives, the movie and food tie-ins kick into overdrive and children beg their parents for the toys. I still have my stuffed Tazmanian Devil in Space Jam doll, courtesy of McDonalds circa 1996. While contemplating how disturbing a grown man buying a kids' meal just so he can get the toy is, I thought of a way the fast food places can avoid being harassed by child obesity groups: Market this summer's movie tie-ins to adults. Who gives a crap if the over-18 crowd eats itself to oblivion? They should know better. Taco Bell tried this once, with a Demolition Man tie-in, and while that failed miserably, I guarantee that these will sell.

Whether you're a fan of the Yancy Butler TV series or a survivor of the "Bad Girl" era of mid-1990s comic books, there's good news on the way for Witchblade fans. According to a recent press release from Top Cow Comics, the scantily clad policewoman in the stainless-steel bikini-and-gauntlet combo will be making the leap to the big screen, in a co-production between Top Cow, Platinum Studios and Arclight Films. While production has not begun, we imagine it will be somewhere between the more realistic TV series and the hyper-erotic anime made by Studio Gonzo...but hopefully closer to the anime. (Leather jackets are great, but nothing puts butts in seats like metal claws supporting your cleavage.)

Cat fanciers, 1980s cartoon lovers and furries have long lamented the lack of any sort of Thundercats revival. Except for a halfway decent comic book series five years ago, the stranded band of space felines hasn't been seen since 1988, although their cartoon series made the rerun rounds on Cartoon Network for a while. Well, the announcement that there would be a new CGI movie pricked everyone's ears up, but nothing had been seen of it...until now! Maybe. We're not sure.

Jonah Hill, who made a splash in Superbad, is in negotiations to make a 21 Jump Street movie. I watched that show, but I couldn't really give you a lot of plot details. All I recall was starring at the hotness that was Johnny Depp and thinking that even I wouldn't have believed he was in high school (I had that problem with Drew Barrymore in Never Been Kissed, but that's a whole 'nother story). Or at the very least he didn't look like anyone at my high school. No offense to the Deering High Class of '92, but there wasn't a Johnny Depp among them.

The Sex and the City movie was set in New York City, filmed in New York City, and treats New York City like the oft-touted "fifth character" of the story. But last night, it got its world premiere in London. Controversy over New Line Cinema's decision to debut the film across the ocean from its home town almost overshadowed the debut itself. The question "Why London?" followed the four leading ladies onto the sparkly red carpet. When pressed for a reason, producer and star Sarah Jessica Parker explained that that was where their "bosses" decided to have the premiere. Smooth move SJP, but aren't you sort of one of those "bosses" you're so swift to pass the buck to?

In another article via the Telegraph, Cynthia Nixon offers further explanation, saying that they're just "building to the New York premiere," which promises to be a much larger affair than the "smallish premiere" in London's Leicester Square.

Channeling Carrie Bradshaw for a minute here (and then I promise never to do it again): In reading all this hoopla about choosing London over New York, I couldn't help but wonder: At what point does bad press about a movie premiere overshadow the good buzz about the movie itself?

New Line Cinema and/or Parker should think about coming up with some kind of definitive answer to fans' questions. Perhaps London offered better fashion freebies, or a clueless assistant got "Big Ben" and "Big Apple" mixed up. No matter what the real reason is, all too often the speculation is worse. Rumors are nasty things, and Carrie & Co. should know that better than anyone.

File under "Cool TV Shows You Never Thought Would Be Made Into a Movie, But Kinda Always Hoped They Would": Fraggle Rock. That's right, the '80s show from the late, great Head Muppet himself, Jim Henson, is going to be made into a feature film. The musical will take the "core characters" from the show "outside of their home in Fraggle Rock, where they interact with humans, which they think are aliens." It's a lesson in cultural perspective, with puppets!

Michael Patrick King is on the 'Net dispelling rumors that he's sending Chris Noth's Mr. Big to the big Law & Order episode in the sky. King tells the Associated Press that he's no merchant of death when it comes to his franchise. "Kill Mr. Big? I would have been chased around the planet by women with torches," he says. If Sex and the City: The Movie is the chick-flick equivalent of Star Wars: The Phantom Menace, King's torch-filled premonition may come to pass. Every woman I know is dying to get her hands on a movie ticket for the May 30th premiere or, if she's in front of the Beacon Theater, a copy of Sex And The City: The Bootleg Recorded-Off-The-Screen DVD. If it fails to delight an audience this year's summer movies continue to ignore, King may end up like that guy at the end of Revenge of the Stepford Wives.