Seventeen years after Sex and the City left our screens, it’s back with a new 10-part reboot, says Adam White in The Independent – and it’s a triumph. And Just Like That doesn’t feel like “cloying nostalgia-bait” or a “sad rehashing of the past”. It knows its main characters are older, whiter and completely out of step – and it revels in it. Miranda has gone back to school to study human rights law, having realised that merely “wearing a pink pussy hat” doesn’t actually do a lot for women. Carrie is a regular guest on a podcast fronted by a “queer, non-binary Mexican-Irish diva” named Che. A younger, “cool, smart, at-ease-with-life” cast visibly blanch at these out-of-touch oldies. It works. And that, after the ladies’ infamous movie flops, is a “minor miracle”.
There’s just one thing missing, says Carol Midgley in The Times. The original show’s “best character” – Kim Cattrall’s “libidinous, outrageous, man-eating Samantha” – is entirely absent, as the actress refused to take part in the reboot. The writers try to make up for her “funny filth quota” with “lame stuff about masturbation, gender-neutral toilets and teenagers leaving used condoms on bedroom floors”. But it doesn’t quite work. Still, this is meant to be the series “in which the characters grow up a bit”. Sure enough, the first episode ends with a prominent character dying after a workout on a Peloton bike. It’s a “nice, dark twist” that could yet “give this series soul”.