
An Update On ‘Paradise' Season 2 On Hulu Well Ahead Of Its Release Date
Hulu has managed to slip in some Emmy nominations this year for a brand new series, Paradise, the post-apocalyptic Sterling K. Brown drama where he plays a Secret Service agent now living in an idyllic town…miles under the earth after the world is blown up.
Paradise was renewed way back in February of this year, and now we have a new update on season 2 for the first time in a while.
The news comes from an interview with EW, in which bizarre things are discussed like the goofy idea for a Last of Us crossover, but some actual news about what's coming. Here's Brown on season 2 (spoilers ahead):
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And how he's going to have to travel:
The goal is to get from Colorado to Atlanta, where he believes his not-dead wife is. He also says yes, of course, that there will be plenty going on in Paradise itself, even if he is on a new mission. There will also be more of James Marsden in presidential flashbacks, but not as many as before, no doubt. Marsden is actually joining Your Friends and Neighbors on Apple for season 2 of that show, and he has also been filming Avengers: Doomsday, reprising his 20-year-old role as Cyclops.
There's also a tease about Shailene Woodley joining the cast in season 2. It's likely she's someone that Xavier finds on the surface, and he praises her as a person and a new friend after filming. 'She's outstanding,' he says.
What we do not have is an actual release date for Paradise season 2. The 'anticipated' window is early in 2026, as the creator says he doesn't want a huge gap between seasons. That could be a year or a year and a half, depending. But this is streaming, so likely more toward the latter.
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