AND LIKE THAT…has me in a quandary. Carrie’s Sarah Jessica Parker) the storyline feels raw and honest about the grieving process, while Miranda’s about her new self-discovery (Cynthia Nixon) is trite and insipid.
CHAPTER THREE is indeed a mixed bag of “MILFgate” and cocktails in a tent. The writers are all over the place trying to decide whether they must create a moronic Miranda to balance a still secretly grieving Carrie. It was, at times, being stuck on a roller coaster of emotionally excessive whining. Please make up your mind, so I can decide if I want to go or stay. The gut-wrenching truth of the “not spoken about the second year of grieving” saved this episode for me. If we genuinely talk about being in your 50’s, then shit will happen. It can’t be all shopping to fill empty holes or contemplate a tattoo.
AND JUST LIKE THAT…is creating holes in my heart too. I miss Samantha. It will never be the same. But for Carrie’s sake, I will try one more week “starting all over again.”
It is available to stream on MAX.