Excellent. ... It’s the rare show about family, identity and community that captures the complexity of how we perceive ourselves and others. ... The same insights help to power its pleasures—of which there are many. Despite the show’s seriousness, and the grief that forms its emotional core, Saracho and her writers season each script with moments of beauty and bliss. ... Wise, empathetic, exhilarating show.

There is no easy way to address everything Vida wants to while also emotionally sewing up the stories of these players we’ve come to love over the years in just three and a half hours. But the feelings we are left with in each episode, including the finale, are the same as those we’ve lived through in past seasons: love, sincerity, hope. We’re fortunate to have been able to spend more time with Vida. Not enough, maybe, but every moment has been a treasure.

As good as the show is at portraying romantic relationships—and it’s very good; ecstatic sex, featuring people at all points of the sexual spectrum, is a Vida trademark—these last six episodes are even better when they home in on the Hernandez sisters.

ida's six-part farewell season also feels gangly, its ambitions outstripping its execution. ... Season 3 is absolutely fine by the standards of most television, but for the swan song of a series this special and unique, I wanted, probably unfairly, unblemished magnificence.

The third season, while enjoyable, feels like a bookend on a story that wasn’t ready to end. Even though it ends with a slightly forced button, “Vida” is never buttoned up.