And Just Like That, The Show Gets Meta

And, more farcical.

I’ve talked a fair bit about how the producers of And Just Like That… routinely blame the audience for what we don’t like about the show — we don’t understand it, we’re doing it wrong, we’re not operating on the same advanced level as they are. I wouldn’t repeat that again, except that this episode folded that opinion into its plot, in the form of a focus group for Che Pasa — in which, mysteriously, absolutely no participants ragged on the ridiculous name of the show but all of them disliked the main character. And so, we are told we are invalidating somebody’s existence because we DARE not to respond to the way it’s written. The skin on these folks is very thin.

Beyond that, this episode meanders in its usual aimless fashion, with very little to say and way too much time in which to not say it. One thing about the original Sex and the City is that, even if you could not relate to the characters’ exact zany and moneyed lives, there was a kernel of something you could latch onto — and o…