Saturday, May 23, 2026

Review: And Just Like That, “Sex and the City” Has Become a Grim, Humorless Soap Opera

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If I remember correctly, there were a lot of laughs in “Sex and the City.” There outrageous moments and lots of fun. I know a lot of it came from Samantha’s sex adventures, but even Carrie’s dry wit, Charlotte’s dizzy mistakes, Miranda’s earnestness made you feel good by the end of an episode.

Not so with this new series. Episode 7 comes on Thursday, I’ve just watched it and I feel sad. Isn’t it bad enough we’re in a pandemic, there are constant reports of death, supermarket shelves are empty and it’s freezing? Couldn’t “Sex and the City” take our minds off that?

Apparently not. For some reason, the show chose to become grounded in a grim reality. I mean, they all have money, that’s not the problem. But they are all so unhappy. No one laughs. Nothing’s done on the fly. There’s nothing subversive. It’s all sit and no com.

This week, Carrie goes on a date. Mr. Big is dead six weeks in our time, three months maybe in Carrie’s life. Her realtor is still hanging around, unclear why. Mario Cantone’s Anthony, once used for spice, is now filling Samantha’s role. Miranda is having graphic sex with Che, Carrie’s podcast “boss,” a lesbian comic. Charlotte is treading water, playing tennis, and going to charity auctions.

Back to Carrie’s date: Jon Tenney, the actor once married to Teri Hatcher, plays a teacher she meets online. I didn’t recognize Tenney at all and when I saw him in the credits, I did a double take. He looks completely different. It’s not a bad thing, but anyone who remembers him even from recent TV work will be surprised. Now he looks like the guy Ellen married on “thirtysomething.”

The episode begins with Carly Simon singing “Spring is Here” from her “Torch” album in full. I loved hearing her voice. That album is a classic.

“And Just Like That” streams on HBO Max, starting Thursday sometime in the morning.

PS I know Willie Garson died, and they sent Stanford to Japan. But he isn’t even mentioned in passing. And now, neither is Samantha. Also, lunch at Serendipity is auctioned at the gala, and no one seems to want it. Very weird. Serendipity is all we have that stands between us and chaos.

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Roger Friedman
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Roger Friedman is the founder and editor-in-chief of Showbiz411. He wrote the FOX411 column on FoxNews.com from 1999 to 2009 and previously edited Fame magazine and wrote the "Intelligencer" column at New York magazine. His bylines have appeared in The New York Times, The Washington Post, the New York Daily News, the New York Post, Vogue, Details, and the Miami Herald. He is a voting member of the Critics Choice Awards (Film and Television branches), and his movie reviews are tracked by Rotten Tomatoes. is articles have appeared in dozens of publications over the years including New York Magazine, where he wrote the Intelligencer column in the mid 90s and covered the OJ Simpson trial, and Fox News (when it wasn't so crazy) where he covered Michael Jackson. With D.A. Pennebaker and Chris Hegedus, he co-produced the 2002 documentary "Only the Strong Survive," which screened at Directors' Fortnight at the Cannes Film Festival.

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