Younger

Younger pulls off a final season that will remind viewers why they fell in love with it in the first place. At its core, the show has always been about our ability to reinvent ourselves. But while earlier seasons might have emphasized our longing for the opportunities we wasted away in our youth, this final one comes off as older but wiser. It’s a hopeful exploration on how fresh starts can occur at any age.

There's merry if repetitive humor in the nuances of [Sutton Foster's character's] physical and digital transformation. [3 Apr 2015, p.58]

Younger never stays bogged down in one theme, or with one character, for long. Foster is, as always, glowingly convincing as Liza, and the show never lets us forget that what this character--and by implication, this series--is fighting against is.

The cast, and Star’s breezy but never dumb writing, makes Younger an entertaining half-hour comedy that feels far more mature than most rookies out there.

The writing is sharp, funny, surprising and also very true to the characters Star has created. As funny as it is, it’s actually more mature than the writing on “Sex and the City.”

Foster makes for an energetic and engaging lead, never missing a beat; the rest of the cast is equally snappy-snippy, thanks to scripts and story lines that keep everyone prancing along like trained poodles.

Younger is fine. But in a TV universe of ever more scripted series, it also feels unessential, which is exactly what original programming today cannot afford to be.