SNL’s Golden Year

Saturday marked the first episode of SNL’s 50TH anniversary season with guest host Jean Smart, a recent Emmy winner for playing another, albeit fictional, comedy stalwart of 50 years, Hacks stand-up, Debra Vance.

Was the combination fun?  Yes. 

Did it have some rough spots?  A few.  Sure.

Never need to see this monkey again

But were there any real memorable moments?  Of course!

Can you say —

Maya/Kamala???? 

with Andy as Doug??? Yes, please!

Or —

Ms. Smart as: a romance writer reading salacious excerpts from her new math textbook; a too dramatic actress cast prior to Lucille Ball in faux clips from a very different I Love Lucy; a Real Housewife in Santa Fe trading bitchy bon mots in a Mexican restaurant  ….all of which followed her sweet comic opening monologue to the tune of I Happen To Like New York?

But first…

Let’s get a few things straight. 

So to speak.

Go off, Chair.

No, the Chair will not be writing about Saturday Night Live ad infinitum/for the rest of eternity despite the way it’s looked for the last 3 weeks. 

Think of this as the final (Note:  Well, maybe for a while) shameless self-promotion of his just published book, The SNL Companion: An Unofficial Guide to the Seasons, Sketches and Stars of Saturday Night Live.

Click here to purchase! #shamelessbutIdontcare

Yes, it’s available from Amazon in paperback or on Kindle  at a discounted price – and it will make a GREAT holiday gift/stocking stuffer/Halloween favor or Thanksgiving something.

And if you want to get a free preview of what it’s about, here’s a link to a short interview on NPR’s Here and Now segment with my co-author/husband Stephen Tropiano that aired this weekend in honor of the #50.

Yes, they could only have on one of us (Note:  Cause it’s radio?) and I was more than pleased to be Doug Emhoff since, well, I’m the Jewish one and, well, who wouldn’t be?

Ahem.

Worth posting again because it was so good!

In any event, SNL’s return….

It was solid and had a great political opening with some fun guest cameos.  We’ve seen Maya Rudolph’s Kamala but there was something about watching her at the podium center stage.

The swagger. 

The joy.

The hope that she gets to do it a bunch of times for the next FOUR/EIGHT seasons.

The dream team

Not to mention Jim Gaffigan as Coach Walz (Note: Why didn’t I have his name in the pool?), Andy Samberg (Note: He’s Jewish, too) debuting in Studio 8H as Doug; James Austin Johnson returning as an endless loop of Trump; Bowen Yang as a decent but strange choice for Vance; and much-missed Dana Carvey doing a fairly on-target but slightly too beleaguered (Note: Was it the writing or him?) Joe Biden.

Sometimes when there is soooo much real-life political material to choose from it makes the task all that more difficult for SNL.   But as Weekend Update anchor Colin Jost cracked from behind his fake anchor desk when he recalled that more than one person over the last 3-4 months asked him if he regretted not being on the air with all of the political upheaval:

I have a feeling there’s going to be more that happens when we get back.

We are all too familiar with these dumpster fires

The emergence of cable news and faux cable news shows in the 1990s, combined with the power of  incessant and omni-present social media platforms with streams of creativity and craziness, has created a perfect storm of fame for all sorts of characters and borderline sociopathic behavior.

It might not be great for the world but it sure does help provide SNL and shows like it tons of opportunity to land a laugh in the oddest of ways. For example, it’s rare for a Weekend Update segment to in one moment have a set piece where we have commentary from the beleaguered 10-week old world famous baby Chinese hippo Moo Deng (Note: A hilariously costumed Bowen Yang) after just moments before hearing Jost remark that TikTok voters are using AI to translate Hitler speeches into English, whereupon he plays an actual short clip from a real post that shows the real Hitler ranting but has us hearing the actual debate voice of Trump claiming (about Haitians):

They’re eating the dogs, they’re eating the cats.

Watch all of Weekend Update here

You may ask: How do I know that was an actual video from TikTok??

And I would answer:  Because I saw it myself on Twitter/X last week.

And of course I’m embarrassed to still be in the cesspool that is Twitter/X.  But please know I have not given Elon any money for my own verified check mark.  Just as I have no plan to buy into Trump crypto. 

Or any crypto.

I mean, why??????

I’m giving my money to whatever this is

But I do look forward to watching John Mulaney, Ariana Grande and Michael Keaton hosting SNL in the coming weeks of 2024. 

For free.

And not cuz I just wrote a book about the show.

Jelly Roll – “Winning Streak (Live on SNL)”

You are SO not invited to my Oscar party

Hollywood is like high school with money.

It’s a funny old expression that at this point seems a little too easy, if not reductive. 

Sure, there are a lot of mean girls and guys in the entertainment industry that like to punch their power and wealth right between the eyes of all those they deem below them.  That is to say, the rest of us. 

And these types don’t necessarily all live in Hollywood. 

There are those Kens in Barbieland

Hollywood is more of a metaphorical placeholder really, a state of mind that is applicable to any person doing well in film, TV, music and emerging /social media. 

And the bromide is that those at the top enjoy pleasuring themselves by showing off their successes…and in turn denying others opportunities or access to anything or anyone that might help them to also make something of themselves.

Sorry Regina

Like cliquey high school kids at the top of the pack, this group takes great pride at having “made it” and have much invested in forcing those desiring the same to pay their dues and maybe even grovel before granting them any sort of seat at the table.

But hey, it’s 2024.   That’s a dated cliché these days, right?

I mean, you all saw the Oscars. 

We sure did Chairy

Can any group of people rocking out uninhibitedly on international TV to Barbie’s “I’m Just Ken,” all aglow in pink lights, be as petty and mean as this expression paints them?

Well……perhaps. 

On Wednesdays we wear pink

This week there were multiple Hollywood news reports that political comic Bill Maher – he in his 22nd year of HBO’s very long-running Real Time with Bill Maher – fired his CAA agents after 20 plus years.

Of course, this is not unheard of.  Lots of people in Hollywood “part ways” with their reps, and at least half the time both parties have contributed to the fissure. 

But what made this time unusual, and brought back the Hollywood/high school analogy, was this exclusive headline that announced it in the Hollywood Reporter.

Yes, as the story goes, Maher was furious (Note: Hollywood speak for throwing a hissy fit) that he was not invited to top CAA agent Bryan Lourd’s huge annual, star-studded private Oscar party at Lourd’s home on Saturday night.

This party, as Stefon would say, usually has everything.  Well, everything at least as far as our fictional version of Hollywood is concerned.

Everything… except Bill

That would be top stars such as Jennifer Aniston, Julia Roberts and Margot Robbie, important producers like Jason Blum and Brian Grazer, many of the top studio heads (Bob Iger, Brian Robbins, Pam Abdy), longtime industry power brokers like Barry Diller and, this year only, even U.S. vice-president Kamala Harris.

In other words, it’s not only a place to get a Grade A+ piece of fish, brisket or vegetarian substitute, but a party to be seen at, make deals at, or generally bask in the afterglow of success among your peers at.

Imagine NOT being invited to the PARTY??????????

Oops

And just when you begin to think the business of show is so much more than the pettiness of partying or the tantrums of temper and terminations on a fleeting and ever-changing phantom boat of Hollywood A-listers.

To be fair (Note: Though on this subject, why bother?) it could be Maher had other reasons that contributed to firing his agency after more than two decades. 

Though I doubt it.

Begin hissy fit

It’s also possible that his agency was cutting back on guests this year (Note:  Highly unlikely) or didn’t consider him attendance-worthy because his major film credits are D.C. Cab (1983), Ratboy (1986) and Cannibal Women in the Avocado Jungle of Death (1988) (Note: The latter of which he co-starred with Shannon Tweed).

Still, highly unlikely.

Because as someone who has worked in and around the biz for the last forty plus years, all I could think of when I read this exclusive Hollywood Reporter news item was:

Sounds right.

Uh huh

That’s because Maher has spent the last few years on his show whining about the world, especially young people, being too “woke,” which always felt like code for, Why can’t I still make the misogynistic jokes I always have and how come so many less people are laughing? 

Not to mention him giving voice to numerous conspiracy theorists on Real Time or going on Joe Rogan’s podcast and agreeing that Joe Biden is, indeed, mentally compromised and not a very good president.

Ugh god

If you’re CAA that’s not the kind of client you want at your Oscar party, hobnobbing with the likes of Kamala Harris.  So what if he’s a longtime client who has made us millions in commissions –  he has nothing to do with the Oscars or movies and he’ll get over it!

Think of it as the pre-hissy fit that happened right before the newsworthy one.

Ironically, on Friday night’s Real Time,  Maher spent part of his concluding New Rules segment chastising the audience on “whining about the small stuff in life.”

Yeah Bill

So you would think after decades of telling us and the rest of the world off, he would know how Hollywood works. 

At any moment you (Note: Yes, YOU!) can be cut from the guest list and disinvited to the party.

It’s the same as it ever was.

Talking Heads – “Once in a Lifetime”