Kominsky Method is about an aging actor and his talent agent buddy. They stumble through life in L.A. It dives into friendship, aging and Hollywood struggles. With stars like Michael Douglas and Alan Arkin, this show is both funny and heartwarming. It has captured hearts worldwide. Seriously, who does not want to watch old guys navigate life?

Meet the characters from The Kominsky Method

Sandy Kominsky

Oh man, Sandy is the guy you love to watch unravel and then wink at you while doing it — aging actor-turned-teacher, full of sarcasm and weird optimism, and he couches everything in jokes like it’s a defense mechanism (which it totally is). He’s warm in a rough way, fiercely protective of his students and also capable of saying the worst possible thing at the perfect comedic moment. Has old-school Hollywood charm but complains about the very idea of nostalgia, and will give you acting notes while telling you a story about a failed date. Also he claims he gave up smoking but sometimes you’re pretty sure he’s fibbing, and honestly that’s part of the charm.

Mindy Kominsky

Mindy is Sandy’s daughter who marches through life like she’s reorganizing a closet — efficient, practical, slightly exhausted, and secretly smitten with grand romantic gestures even though she’d never admit it. She’s sharp, career-minded, and can scold you about boundaries one minute and then show up with cupcakes for no reason the next (what even?). There’s this delightful tension where she’s both the adult in the room and also the one who still needs someone to tell her she did okay — very human. And she collects novelty mugs? Or maybe that was a notebook obsession; either way, very relatable chaos.

Jude

Jude feels like the quietly intense one who always has a cigarette behind his ear (or was that Sandy’s habit?) and a monologue in his pocket, like he’s ready to perform grief or gratitude on demand. He’s talented and a little tortured, a classic actor type who gets into the deep weeds of feelings and then forgets to pay rent — or is very on top of finances, I swear, sometimes he’s completely responsible and then bam, impulsive. He’s loyal to the core, which makes his quiet moments land harder, and he holds grudges the way people hold onto handwritten notes. Also, I’m pretty sure he owns one ridiculous hat that contradicts everything else about him.

Margaret

Margaret is fire wrapped in a cardigan — no, seriously, she seems like your sweet neighbor until she tells you off with surgical precision, and you’re both relieved and terrified. She’s pragmatic, a little blunt, and has a soft-to-iron transition that happens in three sentences flat; also she cries at commercials sometimes, don’t judge. There’s a layered tenderness under her sarcasm, like she’s been hurt and is very protective of not letting it happen again, which is why when she smiles it’s kind of the best thing. She collects old postcards, or maybe that was a rumor started by someone who wanted to impress her, but it’s a cute mental image.

Darshani

Darshani bursts in like a ray of caffeinated sunshine, extremely competent, slightly overprepared, and probably carrying three versions of the same PowerPoint. She’s ambitious and hilarious, fiercely modern but also weirdly nostalgic about things like mixtapes — or playlists, I can’t remember. Smart, quick-witted, and often the person who sees the practical solution while everyone else is still arguing the philosophy of it all. Also she has a surprising love for terrible reality TV and will defend it like a scholar, which is peak human.

Lane

Lane is sort of the calm in a lot of storms — understated, dependable, and the friend you call when you need someone to drop everything and hold a mirror up to you (not literally, unless you’re doing hair). She’s got this quiet empathy that sneaks up on you; she listens, then says one clear sentence and everything is slightly less broken. She’s not a drama person but will pull a prank if you least expect it, so don’t assume she’s all soft edges. Oh and she keeps a secret stash of terrible candy — I think? — which makes her less saintly and more relatable.

Norman Newlander

Norman is the overtalking, neurotic best friend who somehow keeps everything afloat and also loses his keys five times a day — charmingly exasperating. He’s loyal, theatrical in small ways, and super worried about his health while also finding new, unlikely hobbies to distract himself (meditation, then extreme couponing, then pottery, repeat). He acts like he’s in control but is actually a mess of feeling and memory, which makes him absurdly lovable. Also he gives the best unsolicited life advice, whether you want it or not, and that one time he mentioned a conspiracy about pigeons? Classic Norman.

Lisa

Lisa is breezy on the surface — fashionable, put-together, like she reads an essay before breakfast — but she’s got surprising emotional depth and a dry sense of humor that sneaks up on you. She knows what she wants and will quietly plot a path toward it, while simultaneously making you laugh about how little you both actually know. She’s unexpectedly stubborn about small things (like the exact roast of coffee she prefers), which is oddly endearing. And yes, she absolutely owns that one leather jacket that looks great in every light, even though she says it’s “nothing special.”

Phoebe

Phoebe has the sort of earnest, slightly baffled energy of someone who believes in people a little too much and therefore gets into charming trouble; she’s the heart that sometimes trips over itself. She’s sweet and imaginative, a tiny whirlwind of hope and strange hobbies (succulents? watercolor? both?), and will send you ten texts in a row about a ridiculous thought she had at 2 a.m. She’s more resilient than she seems and often surprises everyone by being steadier under pressure than the loudest person in the room. Also she insists she doesn’t watch cheesy rom-coms but definitely watches them and cries — loudly.

Theresa

Theresa is blunt in the best possible way — no sugarcoating, just solid observations served with a side of sarcasm and maybe biscotti. She’s competent, practical, and the kind of friend who shows up with soup and a plan, but also she has this secret soft spot for terrible poetry, which nobody suspects. She’s got principles and weird little rituals (like making the beds in a very specific order, or not making them at all), which makes her both reliable and delightfully human. And somehow she knows everyone’s business but keeps her own surprisingly close-chested, which is both maddening and admirable.

Breana

Breana is sparkly and unpredictable — like someone who reads a self-help book twice and then challenges you to a late-night debate about destiny. She’s energetic, a little dramatic in a fun way, and has opinions about everything from espresso machines to how to politely ghost someone (yikes). Deep down she’s searching for stability but will complicate it by falling in love with chaotic plans, probably because they look better on paper. Also she definitely owns at least three scarves that she insists are “practical” but are actually purely aesthetic, and I stan.