Well, folks, we’ve reached the end of And Just Like That…, a show that brought us Che Diaz, oversized gingham hats, Rock York-Goldenblatt’s iconic nonbinary fashion, NYC rat attacks, a character dying twice, and so much more. Was this show ever good? Honestly, probably not. But recapping my thoughts on it every week became a guilty pleasure, and now that it’s over, I’m weirdly sad—even though it was definitely time to say goodbye.
Here are my final thoughts on the series finale:
– What a strange way to open the episode. Since when does Carrie Bradshaw struggle to find her way around a restaurant? I get that she’s a wealthy boomer widow now, but come on.
– I’d rather eat alone than with “Tommy Tomato,” no question.
– Obama production company name-drop! Are we getting a Michelle Obama cameo? On AJLT? Wild.
– When did Lisa and Marion’s flirty subtext become full-on text?
– Glad to see Steve back, though.
– Is it really that shocking if Brady has a kid? He’s in his 20s, not a teenager. (Then again, I have no idea how old he’s supposed to be. Melt away, Miranda and Steve.)
– When did Seema’s hot landscaper start rocking that Happy Endings Dave haircut?
– A man who doesn’t believe in marriage? Groundbreaking.
– Carrie deserves a better final storyline than eating lunch with a doll.
– Ooh, a bridal show!
– STOP REMINDING ME ABOUT LISA’S HUSBAND’S FAILED COMPTROLLER CAMPAIGN, SHOW.
– At least Charlotte and Lisa seem (mostly) happy with their husbands.
– “I’m so excited to show you my new hallway.” Ah, the glamour of being rich in your 50s.
– I was convinced Carrie would end up with Duncan. Or… maybe not?
– Did we really need details about Harry’s ED recovery? Good for him and Charlotte, I guess.
– Carrie’s Thanksgiving beret and pink glitter dress? She’s back, baby.
– Why is Carrie delivering pies like a high-fashion Postmate?
– Oh no, is Joy about to break up with Miranda? Wait, no—her dog is just sick.
– Can’t wait for my best friend’s baby (currently three weeks old) to grow up and swear in front of me.
– Hey, it’s Spike Einbinder!
– Obsessed with Brady’s baby mama bringing her emotional support gays to Thanksgiving.
– Boomers clashing with snarky gay millennials? Just like my family holidays, Carrie.
– If Sappho the dog dies, I riot.
– Phew, she’s fine. 🙂
– I genuinely don’t remember Victor Garber’s character’s backstory.
– If we’re bringing back random guest stars, where’s Bitsy Von Muffling?
– Charlotte just said “Fuck”!
– Brady and his pregnant girlfriend (whose name I forget) have weirdly fun antagonistic chemistry.
– No Thanksgiving is complete without a lactose intolerance moment. Pro tip: Never serve cheese without Lactaid.
– “Victor Garber toilet emergency” wasn’t on my finale bingo card, but here we are.
– I’ve always wanted to smash a pie in someone’s face, but the opportunity never arises.
– The York-Goldenblatts are still the best.
– Wait, we don’t even get a Seema-landscaper proposal?!
– THAT WAS IT?! Michael Patrick King, you’re not making it to heaven.