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While were all in the morass of Trumpworld, its all overwhelming and hard to pin down.
But even if there werent many flash point moments forSNLthis year, the season remained really steady.
So, lotsa dude stuff.
R. Kelly Cold Open
SNLs political sketches were generally underwhelming this year.
That said, it is fun to seeSNLs cold opens consider some headlines taking place outside the beltway.R.
Kellys ostensible interview (and definite meltdown) with Gayle Kingcertainly qualified.
Leslie Jones plays King, but this is really Thompsons piece.
Rather than linger on any blue bits, writers Julio Torres and Bowen Yang take the high road.
Her act of artistic creation is undoubtedly bound for the cutting-room floor.
Unfortunately, the complaining about multiple mortgages and avocado toast undoes Dave and Carrie.
Its one more sharp and playful standout in a streak of out-of-the-box game-show parodies.
Bonus points for Aidy Bryants excellent patter song explicating the Boomers.
Cha Cha Slide
This perfectly convivial sketch is kind of a fish-out-of-water-wait-no-the-fish-is-in-water-and-in-fact-the-fish-is-remarkably-comfortable-swimming-here phenomena.
First Impression
This one goes from zero to bonkers with impressive speed.
Moments later, what we assume is Michaels high-pitched lilt challenges all of them to find him.
As it was in all ofMomoasSNLsketches, his glee is palpable and infectious.
This sketch would be right at home inSNLalumni Tim Robinson and Zach KaninsNetflix seriesI Think You Should Leave.
Drivers scenery-chewing sends this one right over the top.
Can I Play That?
Its soon clear that acting these days is essentially becoming yourself, but with a different haircut.
that have real answers.
(Hint: It aint Jeffrey Tambor.)
If so, the writer who designed this incredibly ornate framework deserves serious credit.
Plus, these magical paper slips are available in baseball, Daffy Duck, or Michigan State.
Even the spelling of cheques revels in culture that feels somehow opulent but essentially vestigial.
Correction: one mans passion forthe entire catalogue of Weezer.
Its exaggerated, yeah, but given the circumstances and renewed scrutiny, it feels perfectly damning.
