Season #: 2, 1
Metascore
89

Universal acclaim - based on 13 Critic Reviews

Critic score distribution:
  1. Positive: 12 out of 13
  2. Negative: 0 out of 13

Critic Reviews

  1. Reviewed by: John Anderson
    Mar 20, 2025
    100
    An event. .... Rylance’s Cromwell is an astonishing mix of empathy, doom and hope. .... The dialogue is fluid and of its time, so much so that you forget someone wrote it (Peter Straughan did), or that it was directed (by Peter Kosminsky).
  2. Reviewed by: Verne Gay
    Mar 19, 2025
    100
    TV's best of the year, so far.
  3. Reviewed by: Chris Bennion
    Jan 7, 2025
    100
    There is no small thrill in watching Rylance, at last, go through the gears. .... Damian Lewis is excellent as Henry, his body and country and wives failing him. .... Few moments of inelegance stand out in Peter Straughan’s otherwise superb scripts, which are marvels of concision.
  4. Reviewed by: Lucy Mangan
    Jan 7, 2025
    100
    The script is a miracle of compression and architecture, bearing loads that ought to be impossible. The first did justice to 1,200 pages of Mantel’s perfect prose in six hour-long episodes; this distils the essence of her trilogy’s last 900. .... Six hours of magic.
  5. Reviewed by: Elijah Gonzalez
    Mar 26, 2025
    94
    Altogether, it’s an arresting piece of historical fiction that charts the journey of a man who is always one bad conversation away from death; we may be 500 years removed from these events, but this series ensures you can still hear the sharpening of the axe.
  6. Reviewed by: Ben Travers
    Mar 24, 2025
    91
    Rylance’s portrayal, along with the parallels it invokes, are incentive enough to revive “Wolf Hall” one last time. He understands Cromwell’s positioning so innately, it’s impossible not to feel swept up in every brief joyful interlude before being thrown down again as his fortunes inevitably sour.
  7. Reviewed by: Aramide Tinubu
    Mar 24, 2025
    90
    This season doesn’t quite have the same thrilling tones as its predecessor. Though there are stunning revelations, it’s a dense internal examination of a man who can feel his time running out.
  8. TV Guide Magazine
    Reviewed by: Matt Roush
    Mar 20, 2025
    90
    In a production shimmering with period authenticity, Rylance reaffirms his status among U.K. acting royalty, creating a figure weighted by sorrow and remorse. [24 Mar - 13 Apr 2025, p.4]
  9. Reviewed by: Kayleigh Dray
    Mar 18, 2025
    83
    Despite the mammoth 10-year gap between seasons, they flow seamlessly into one another, which is no small feat considering the likes of the Duke of Norfolk had to be recast. The only real issue with this season, perhaps, is that it has to condense nearly 800 pages of Mantel’s fiction into just six episodes.
  10. Reviewed by: Nick Hilton
    Jan 7, 2025
    80
    Rylance’s central performance grounds the show – keeps it from floating off into the existential troposphere – but the charge remains.
  11. Reviewed by: Barbara Ellen
    Jan 7, 2025
    80
    Bar a few stodgy lulls, from the two episodes (of six) I’ve seen, this second series crackles with tension, driving forward the busy plot points: succession, ambition, peril, absolutism, religious turmoil, omnipresent female powerlessness and fear.
  12. Reviewed by: Carol Midgley
    Jan 7, 2025
    80
    There are new faces, such as Timothy Spall as the furious, scowling Duke of Norfolk and Harriet Walter as Lady Margaret Pole. But it is Rylance, husky-voiced and brooding, who makes this series, along with Lewis’s ever more tetchy Henry.
  13. Reviewed by: Mike Hale
    Mar 24, 2025
    60
    Lewis’s contained, preternaturally magnetic performance is as sure an embodiment as you could imagine of the force of a powerful monarch. It has an effect on the show that is both historically authentic and dramatically problematic: When Lewis is offscreen, we, like Cromwell and the other courtiers, are anxiously waiting to see what he will do next. The prodigious Rylance is fine, but Cromwell’s role in “The Mirror and the Light” involves a preponderance of rueful staring into space.