Each week I think to myself, “Oh, so-and-so is hosting SNL, this should be good,” but honestly, there have been a lot of Saturday nights as of late that have left me slightly disappointed. While last night’s episode featuring Jamie Foxx and Ne-Yo didn’t totally blow me away, I’m glad I stuck around for the whole show. Especially since the first sketch after the mediocre monologue, “Bitch, What’s The Answer” was fucking horrible.
The cold open featured a press conference with President Obama and Speaker John Boehner. If SNL decided to dedicate an entire show to Bill Hader’s facial expressions, I would gladly watch. And while Key and Peele are by far my favorite Presidential impression duo, I adore Jay Pharoah’s Obama.
I get what they were going for with the Tyler Perry/Alex Cross/Madea idea, but it felt a little flat to me. I would have preferred more of Jamie Foxx’s Madea and less of everything else.
For awhile now, the best part of SNL has been Weekend Update. This week was no different. Aidy Bryant appeared as a sexually repressed Mrs. Claus and she was absolutely delightful. The mental image of a Chardonnay-guzzling, Comcast porn-watching, Criss Angel-loving Mrs. Claus was everything I needed it to be. She also might win for the best line of the night: “My nickname in the bedroom is ‘Elf’…because I’ve got fast hands and a whole lotta toys!” Amazing.
While “Swarovski Crystals” wasn’t anything remarkable, it cemented Cecily Strong‘s place in my heart. She nailed the empty, glass-eyed look of a former porn star who loves tacky jewlery. I like Vanessa Bayer, but it’s becoming more evident that if she’s not playing Miley Cyrus she’s kind of forgettable.
And my favorite sketch of the night: “Dylan McDermott or Dermot Mulroney?” Mainly because I think everyone in America has struggled with this confusion at some point in their lives. “Derbil McDillet?”