"When people see me on TV, they will say,'Oh, this is not a good thing.'"
Billie Eilish may be very young (in her monologue, she reminds everyone that her 2nd birthday is next Saturday, Saturday Night Live hosted by Paul Rudd), but yes, she is very young. Despite this, the singer-songwriter and former SNL musical guest assembled the calmness of enough performers to complete a rare and dangerous host/music guest double performance with only a few nervous giggles (in During the monologue) and occasionally frozen search cue cards (here and there).
Eilish joked that her self-written autobiographical film by her actress and singer mother Maggie Baird played Eilish's brother Finneas O'Connor as Baird's movie son, while Eilish himself was conveniently written as non-existent. Although Eilish's parents were present and enthusiastically introduced the singer's first music number at the time, her mother did not give much trust to Eilish's performance potential there, so everything seemed to be forgiven. In tonight's show, to be honest, Eilish's lack of experience with skit comedy (Mama Baird is a down-to-earth person) is not so much a hindrance, as it is an asset.
Due to recent overuse, dual-task bookings may lose some brilliance, but for non-actors, this is still a hell, and Eilish does a good job. She was strongly protected by the writer and appeared in the safe area of the three pre-recorded tapes. But since the age of fourteen you have not been a star, you have not learned how to find your camera, and people who have won multiple Grammys are obviously very excited to put themselves in the SNL mix, which is always great. Compared with the famous double disaster and the actor mocking Justin Bieber's hosting work, Eilish was one of the gangs almost all night. Gameplay washes away a lot of evil.
The best: Although Rudd and musical guest Charlie XCX will get a real holiday show next week, the whole episode is filled with a distinct Christmas atmosphere. The best of these is the creepy and well-executed "Lonely Christmas". At the beginning was one of those sweet commercials, a lonely old man inspired by the simple generosity of the young, the former video featuring Eilish as a dewy teenager seeing Kate across the alley of her holiday family gathering · McKinnon's sighing predecessor. Alish invited neighbors through some love, in fact handwritten placards, but gradually discovered that the old woman is not only a weird and multi-faceted paranoia who admires Trump, but also seems to be committing a crime against her through a proxy campaign. Lutger (Mickey Day), pale, trembling son of Montchosen syndrome.
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The biggest news tonight is that Kate finally came back from shooting the Tiger King movie. Although she occupies the center of her stage from the first sketch to the last one, it reminds her well that even if there is no dialogue, What can she do too. She and Eilish (and Day more and more desperate, gobbles down his own written request for help every time his mother swam back her eyes), acting very well (Kate) and reacting (Billy), and the writing is very compact and focused Yu reveals crazy jokes about a woman who skillfully deploys increments. Kate’s first question was "Will there be black people?" It might be on the nose, but her follow-up, in response to Eilish’s horrified shrug of the Jews, saw Kate smile and write, “Can you check A moment?"
This is an escalating nightmare scene that permeates the feeling of all companies (it turns out that the ad is for the infamous rough chat site Nextdoor), reminding those whose eyes are full of sweet stars, even during the holidays, You cannot relax your guard when it comes to assumptions about your seemingly harmless neighbor. McKinnon's widow inadvertently wrote to Eilish, "I didn't kill my husband", and blamed the incident on "Margaret". Poor Rogge announced in a hurry: "She is Margaret!" It was a perfect cold capper. Look for this in SNL Christmas specials in the coming years.
Worst-case scenario: A long, long time ago, SNL writers Annie Bitz and Rosie Schuster were caught in a fierce, last-minute standards-practice battle because they wanted their nerd role (Billy Murder) Li and Gilda Radner), among other things, said "butt" during the nativity sketch. Here, the donkey is tilting his butt, Joseph is doing a "pimp walk", and the little Jesus is twisting his body, trying to make this year's beauty pageant and the children-related church lady ask Mary, "How comfortable are you on the striptease pole?" "The 70s are a long time ago, and that's what I want to say.
The only real offense this time is how tiresome all these possibly naughty Christmas provocations are. Heidi Gardner went all out as the arrogant and out of touch co-director, working with Eilish to assure their young accusations that they had "learned all hip-hop" and prepared for the show's bold new direction. Chris Redd (in a donkey costume) was present as the only black kid in the class. He was dismissive of all this absurdity, but it was too little to redeem things from "white people don't understand" an outdated gimmick decades ago. Bringing this matter so close to the top of the display is a worrying sign that SNL's decision makers believe that so exhausted (and exhausted), expensive installation sketches will be a sure killer.
The rest: On the other hand, TikTok’s work does a very strange job of pointing out and mocking what the damn kids are looking at on their phones instead of throwing out the damn trash. I have (at least) two thoughts here. Some people praise the continued opening this season, pushing formulas everywhere, and introducing new things carefully. Here, the fast channel jump style of this work is an exciting reflection of the weird parade (intentionally or unintentionally) you might find on the Internet.
Kenan made me laugh easily, so his rough master of self-defense ("Okay, yes, I was hit at the time") made me stand out from the jump. Following Kenan, we saw everything from live action Homer Simpson to a serious cover artist, to a ranting white man with white dissatisfaction, to young, heavily broadcast love stories, all of which are connected by mobile users. Have been arguing with her father, yes, take out that damn trash. It moves fast enough to work with its own buzz, and even manages to develop some characters in the process. (Like Chloe Fineman's avid Blake Lively fan, it was finally revealed that her conspiracy fascination with Lively's red carpet dress has been brought to justice in the Illuminati.)
However, I don't know how much we usually need. (This is the part where I try to brake potential recurring bits before they gain too much power.) This is good for it. It broke the stereotype of style and even ended its quick gimmick with a practical and satisfying ending. (The phone scroll bar finally made them horrified to discover that their embattled father himself made a viral video about his ungrateful teenager not taking out the trash.) But this is not the kind of franchise establishment, although it may be tempting People For some people at SNL, they want to connect with those damn young people today. Let it go one.
"Kyle's Holiday" is another pleasant and strange filming work, this time seeing Kyle Mooney continue his reign, the sweet intolerable sadness as a resident of the Saturday night scene. Horror comedy is Kyle’s domain, and although his characters (including the "Kel Mooney" in these behind-the-scenes sketches) may be as lonely and unloved as they might deserve, Mooney tapped into his socially awkward and sweaty self- Delusions about some related sadness.
Here, he wandered effortlessly in the SNL office, which left him without any colleagues who wanted to hang out during the holiday, even though he jokingly suggested that if the plane of his visiting parents crashed, please Yang Bowen over. ("Jesus," the elf suit Yang mutters to herself.) Only the self-styled outcast Eilish can really see Kyle, even if she is finally taken aback by Mooney's public fantasies about terrible revenge on actors he claims to hate . ("Run," Eilish said to Mike Day passing by after Mooney left, "Quit the show. You are not safe.")
Mooney is now playing the deliberately offensive cringe comedy of his unique brand on Netflix, and he admits that "they don't know how to use me in this show" adds a bit of appeal to his usual self-deprecating skills. ("Even the guy please don't destroy me said I shouldn't be alive," he revealed to Eilish.) If Kennan still calls him "Baker Bennett," then Mooney has only been there since 2013 .
For the first sketch after the monologue, the Christmas card is great. With such a large cast, this premise gives almost everyone some air time, even though Melissa Villaseñor and Alex Moffat (Melissa Villaseñor) and Alex Alex Moffat was burdened with the most tedious layout work, because the couple had to run through all the family and friends who sent them holiday greetings. In the episode on the refrigerator, only Bowen Yang and Kenan scored high, because the middle-aged gay couple took photos with the terribly aging pet dog, and their expensive and invasive medical treatment refused to let them die.
Kate is someone's mother's friend, no one can really understand her. ("What is my deal? Am I a lesbian or a wealthy widow?") Eilish portrayed Melissa's old mean girl, and she apparently only left Melissa on her Christmas card list to continue torturing her former victim . ("I like that I still have that power for you," Eilish smiles calmly, purring herself calling herself a "high school bitch.") I appreciate the effort to get everyone involved, even if the sketch itself is fundamentally Just like a Christmas card after the new year one time.
The whole holiday was dealt with seriously. The soon-to-be Christmas song "The Night I Meet Santa Claus" asked the host Eilish to put on a bright red dress and let her do her job as the leader of the three-person choir , All these people have embarrassing stories of an awkward encounter with the old Saint Nick. I understand the logic of making Eilish the music center of this song, but if this is not a fluke, then damn it, because that center is not strong enough.
Kate and Ego try to stimulate the energy of sketches as backup singers, and I always look for sketches that develop in strange directions that you don't expect. But everything feels a little flat, because every woman reluctantly shows her despicable running-in with Santa Claus. Kate recalled the question about Klaus's reproductive health, and then asked a strange and confusing question, "Or the elf is your child, and you have been trying to make the child grow taller?" The ego also remembers her and happiness. The old elves failed to flirt, and ended up with an inexplicable clumsy grasp of the penis, because, "My brain doesn’t work?" Fortunately for everyone, Kenan’s visit to Santa Claus is a tolerant attitude, even when Kate Porat's impression was the same after responding to the gift he offered. As the singer of Eilish admitted, "We are weird, but we love you, Santa Claus."
Most importantly, fake smiles can be annoying. Jost tonight boasted about Trump’s forthcoming subpoena (in response to another suspected New York case Financial scam). Track suits and fake colognes. "Again, I don't want Update to be the daily show of the peak era at this point, but if you want to make a political comedy, I will scream because you are so rash about it.
In one place that was hardly pointed out, Jost announced that he intends to intervene in China's human rights violations (which led to the US diplomatic boycott of the Olympics) and only flashed the "technical difficulties" card for NBC, which broadcasts the Olympics. Che also seems to be eager to get rid of the news section of fake news, even though his recent jokes about Fox News’s victimized fantasies about people who set Internet Christmas trees on fire have landed seriously, undoubtedly prolonging Fox’s self-congratulations against the non-existent "Christmas War." ("Nothing explains Fox News better than a wealthy white lady calling the homeless a'miser'," Che laughed at Fox Morning anchor Ainsley Earhardt.)
There are two reports from reporters tonight that Punkie Johnson has the opportunity to do a few minutes above-average stand-up comedy just like herself. The story of her dealings with her family during the holidays has some climaxes. "Damn, doesn't he have no feet? That potato salad must be delicious!" Johnson praised Che for confirming her theory, and she roared, her theory is that this special side dish can only be truly painful by knowing The relatives can make it correctly.
Johnson scored the highest for having the opportunity to show his changes to the SNL audience. Her best lines — such as contemptuously noting that men “smelt like Newport and excuses” — benefited from her looseness and cuteness, as she elaborated that being a lesbian would take her to the upcoming New Orleans Visit the hungry grandma and sceptical stubborn uncle for all the reasons that turned into a minefield. After making some ridiculous jokes about her plan to ensure she has a gay daughter, Johnson shouted: "Mom, I'm pregnant!" If it was true, congratulations, Punkie.
Another featured player, Andrew Dismukes, also tried his best to use Update as a springboard into important moments. In a very interesting natural clip, his well-trained prophecy octopus wrote a terrible prediction, "You will be in 7 days Die." Dismukes's face is covered with tiger stripes. Since joining the show last year, he has been a hidden figure, and this is one of my favorite things he does.
An interesting idea (for example, your predictive football cephalopod sadly tells you, "I'm sorry, my friend-this is what I saw on live TV") without a continuous comedy framework. Fail. Here, the trouper of Dismukes resigned to continue his clip, despite the terrible news from the initial octo-butter to his second attraction, a dog who communicates through a button-press voice synthesizer. "Will you die?" the dog (actually two puppet arms and a very nervous real dog) exclaimed, and Dismukes bravely urged the Taco dogs to do what they had practiced. Dismukes' love for such conceptual clips is reminiscent of other former role players such as Mike O'Brien and Tim Robinson, both of whom continue to thrive. (Although elsewhere.)
In spirit, if it were not for the specific business involved, Kate's return saw SNL gag the testimonies of two stilts in the commercials of the Commercial Garden Inn, Suites Hotel, and Hotel Room Inn. As Eilish used Aidy’s traditional status with McKinnon as part of the dull-eyed spokesperson, a very humble business (Aidy was present as Doreen, and the concierge “has a hard time every month”). Become a potential selling point for careful observation of the hotel and multi-function hall. ("Band-aid colored blankets" compete with chairs, "There is a small stain where you have to touch.")
These sketches work so reliably (except for the participation of Kate and Eddie), because they are obviously the result of the writer's room-full of the little grievances and first-hand experience of the whiteboard. The description of a mid-priced tourist hotel as "a picture where you can sleep in" and "the place where that person does these things" is well written, and McKinnon’s wide-eyed robotic salesman turned the entire ad into A creepy, bizarre alternative dimension of some kind, in which the yogurt refrigerator was padlocked at 8:59 AM, sharp. ("Do you want yogurt?" The Eilish employee said, smiling emptyly, "Get up at 4 o'clock, bitch.") Even Eilish's brother and band member Finneas plays the night shift manager/waitress/takes you to undress People in the dance club (if you are a man) watch Joe Logan's video in the lobby without headphones. ("I am Chaos," he chanted ominously.)
Hey, Kate is back! The upset saw her playing Dr. Anthony Fauci again! The show brought back the wobbly premise that CDC employees wobbly perform possible teaching venues, while McKinnon’s Fauci waved and told everyone to ignore what they just saw. Note the missing exclamation mark.
What are we going to do here? I know that Kate's return is very important. Her Fauci told the cheering crowd, "I am baaaack!" is a rather irresistible joke. But, like the first time, is it joking (here, I am asking sincerely) that the CDC is full of failed people who want to become actors? Is Fauci the only sane and responsible person responsible for COVID messaging? The SNL once again thought that simply dressing up Kate and Eddie as male members of the government would be fun enough. No one has to write them a decent cold call?
The sketch makes some necessary sweeps of the relaxed, provocative goals of Republicans, such as Aidy’s Ted Cruz (R-TX), and the tandem AR-15 trolls Marjorie Taylor Greene (R-GA) and Lauren Boebert ( R-CO). Green, played by Cecily Strong, corrected her friend Bobert (Chloe Fineman) who had a gun and refused to accept COVID, said "Green" is actually pronounced "gun" "And Bobert happily reminded everyone, "Guns don’t kill. Everyone." Provide time for these dangerous lunatics, even mocking them as the chattering, racist, and gun-obsessed Nimrod. This is possible. Let those elected bastards eager to promote get what they want. Nevertheless, since the Republican Party basically operates through Twitter rants and racial decoys, the ship has almost sailed.
In essence, any ironic hay made by such a pointless, watery sketch is self-satisfied and completely harmless. Maybe someone can extract some facts about Omicron's variants from the lukewarm process, but as the pandemic is still raging in the second year, this is very mild and ultimately irrelevant.
Billie Eilish started her two most enjoyable musical performances tonight. She sat in the dark setting and sang eagerly. The rhythm of the rally "Happier than ever" rose. In the exhilarating pop punk music, this potentially daunting similarity is concealed. The subsequent "male fantasy" is always in an anxious and relaxed heartbreak tone, but it is also inspired by Eilish's wholehearted singing and songwriting. Eilish joked in her monologue that people still judge her based on how people think of her as a teenager. But she was an impressive singer and songwriter when she was a teenager (she still is, for another week), and she will only get better.
Did I mention that Kate is back? She opened up the unpopularity, "Lonely Christmas", excellent supporting roles in "Song of Santa Claus" and Christmas card sketches, and ended the matter ten to one. So yes, Kate is back, and now that Big Dog has gone home, everyone will have to face the problem of being knocked away from the food bowl.
After Kate, Punki Johnson took action, playing a memorable role in the Christmas card sketches (with pop guest Miley Cyrus), as well as her updated work. About time.
With this in mind, the remaining (ridiculously overfull) actors have joined some decent ensemble works. Sadly, the biggest victims of Kate’s return are still Melissa Villaseñor (playing a heterosexual in a holiday card trapped in the refrigerator) and Sarah Sherman (she is in the TikTok sketch Dancing in scrubs with Eilish).
Ten-to-one locations come in the form of business garden hotels and suites and hotel rooms, which is a place where you will stumble on the sleepy driveway through the ten-to-one paradise. I always resist recurring sketches occupying this position, but it is weird and a bit disturbing, and I will give it a pass. In McKinnon's eyes, she told potential guests that her hotel is suitable for activities such as "hands-offs after the prom", and to attend the funeral of the aunt who drove the wrong way on Taconic State Parkway.