Can you spot which one of these blond bombshells is a Grammy winning songstress, which one is a deceased female professional wrestler, and which one is a character named Hatchet Face from a John Waters film? Tough, isn’t it???
If you said “I don’t know, I can’t tell them apart,” you’d be right!
Seriously, is there not one person around to tell her that this is not a good look?! Blake? Cee-Lo? Carson??? ANYONE?
Shouldn’t you be in Italy crashing a Fiat into a police car?
Also, the V-Room? We thought Twitter would stop being cool when our dad joined it, but you beat him to the punch. Fuck you, V-Room.
(btw, we’re really enjoying The Voice!)
Serial misanthrope Greg Kelly of Good Day New York struck again this morning, refusing to grant Rosanna’s request that he flash Spock’s “live long and prosper” hand sign in honor of George Takei’s upcoming visit later in the show. Lighten up, Greg! Just because it’s not Sulu’s trademark gesture doesn’t mean you can’t patronize Rosanna for one measly second. Also, we didn’t realize you were such a Trekkie (Trekker?). Somebody loves Star Trek!
We’re dying to know what Greg said after “So…” as they went into the commercial break. DYING.
In addition, it dawned on us that Greg an Rosanna are like our grandparents (well, we guess more accurately these days they’re like our parents), constantly trying – and failing – to explain to us something that we already know far more about. It would be like us trying to explain relativity to Einstein, or drunken hookups to Snooki (take that, Snooks!). But God bless Greg and Rosanna for always giving it their best shot.
The Soup, you’re welcome.
We’re going to warn you right off the bat that this is probably going to be the most subjective SNL recap we’ve yet written. So if you like your SNL analysis free of emotional attachment, well, then you should look somewhere else (we’re sure the web might offer one, maybe two, other options), because, unfortunately, as we watched this last SNL, hosted by legendary cast member Dana Carvey, our reaction was intrinsically bound up in how we’ve watched this show since childhood, and how the this particular episode made us reexamine and reassess our feelings about the show, Dana Carvey and his SNL era. So, at the extreme risk of being self-indulgent, here we go.
Read on: We mourn our youth and ask the question: who is Dana Carvey?