Wednesday
Here We Woe Again
After almost 3 years, the deadpan darling is back!
Wednesday Season 2 Premiere
Wednesday Addams is back, and she’s moodier than a raven at a pigeon parade. Season 2 of Netflix’s gothic darling doubles down on everything that made the first season a viral hit: murder, mayhem, and enough sarcasm from Jenna Ortega to power an entire funeral home.
This time, Wednesday isn’t just solving a murder mystery, she’s juggling stalkers, more psychic headaches, and the awkward reality of having parents who show up at school functions looking like they just waltzed out of a Tim Burton wedding...no offence. Morticia and Gomez get more screen time, and Uncle Fester proves that electricity really does make the world go round!
The season also sprinkles in some new characters, we’ve got Joanna Lumley swooping in as Grandmama (this is peak casting). Billie Piper turns up as a haunted music teacher who deserves her own spin-off show, and Steve Buscemi as the new principal is exactly as unsettling as you’d hope. Oh, and Lady Gaga pops up later in the season because… why not? If there’s one show that can handle a glamgoth cameo, it’s this one.
Cue the Q&A With the cast & creatives
The mystery itself is darker and twistier than Season 1, with an ominous bird obsessed stalker, a few fake deaths, and just enough cliffhangers to make you hit “Next episode” even though it’s 2AM and you promised yourself you’d be responsible tonight.
Visually, it’s still dripping with gothic style: candlelit corridors, thunderclaps on cue, and costumes that make Hot Topic look like a corner shop. And Ortega? She remains the queen of monotone menace delivering barbs sharper than a guillotine.
Is it perfect? Nothing is. At times, the endless subplots feel like wandering through a haunted house where every door opens to another corridor. But when the vibes are this spooky and the jokes this sharp, who cares if it’s occasionally messy?
The final verdict: Season 2 proves Wednesday isn’t just a one season wonder. It’s witty, weird, and wickedly entertaining. Basically, it’s what Harry Potter would be if Hogwarts had mandatory therapy and way better eyeliner. Sorry, not sorry!
P.S. Bad things come in threes!
