The Sunday Times July 13, 2008 Friends Reunited
Friends the movie might be fun, but it will never compete with the appeal of Sex and the CityShane Watson I was flicking through the ads in American Vogue, as you do, and suddenly, there was Jennifer Aniston, lying on a jetty in wellington boots and jeans, lending her wholesome image to a brand of bottled water. Oh, don’t you miss Jennifer? I don’t mean pinched Jennifer in the passenger seat of a truck, with yet another pretty-boy heartbreaker at the wheel. I mean the real Jennifer, with the smart one-liners and the signature haircut. I mean Rachel. And Chandler. And Phoebe and Joey and the rest of the Friends gang.