The White Lotus is back for season three, this time sending us to the chain’s luxury wellness centre in Thailand.

But as we all know by now, luxury and elegance doesn’t stop drama – or the sudden appearance of a dead body or two.

As the new series kicks off in February 2025, Mike White’s satirical take on the lives of the uber-privileged continues to be a hit, coming in with a 93% critics’ score on review aggregate site, Rotten Tomatoes.

Here’s what reviewers have had to say about the latest season, if you’re thinking about checking in…

The precision of the storytelling and the realisation of every character, from the most central to the most peripheral, remains masterly. Exquisitely shot, scripted, paced and performed, it’s a sumptuous feast for all the senses. Come on in, the water’s lovely – until the bodies start floating past.

A grandiose new chapter, White’s jamboree of misery plays to the strengths of its predecessors while still keeping things fresh and interesting.

As the season progresses, the sneaky intricacy of White’s plotting begins to yield surreal, shocking and genuinely hilarious moments. No one can write a scene where one character pretends not to remember another quite as exquisitely as White.

As with its first two seasons, The White Lotus succeeds at being fun TV first and foremost — fun to talk about, to dissect, to rip apart and wonder about and be frustrated by. Maybe there’s more under the surface, maybe not. And maybe that’s still enough.

Put creator Mike White’s barbed zingers in the mouths of performers as brilliant as Parker Posey, Jason Isaacs, Carrie Coon, Aimee Lou Wood and Walton Goggins and you have an embarrassment of riches.

Television is rarely as mischievous or audacious as The White Lotus, and despite going into its third chapter with slight trepidation, it well could be the most fun we’ll have all year.

“As the season unfolds, and its many mysteries unravel, it gets provocative, captivating, and crucially, weird.”

The White Lotus Season 3 smashes each character’s flimsy values in ways both hilarious and harrowing. They cannot outrun their pain, but in White’s transfixing, exacting new season, their pain can still become our pleasure.

As I watched, I caught myself gleefully rubbing my hands together. Part of the show’s intense satisfaction has to do with schadenfreude, and having just shelled out for a new boiler, I can hardly wait for them all to get it.

Season 3 of The White Lotus proves that Mike White is still more than capable of providing biting cultural commentary amidst euphoric character moments. But it also arrives carrying the weight of its central characters’ concerns and fears.