Fey and Poehler in SNL Premiere
At this risk of this blog being 90% TV coverage (CW, why do you hurt so good?), I write to you with an urgent message. Saturday Night Live, once the pinnacle of humorous television broadcasting for a very long time, has reached a new low point (former low point: this, NOT for younger viewers). I consider the show to be in a state of grave atrophy. Last night for the premiere of the 33rd season of everyone’s once favorite place to see the next great comedic talents, they pulled out all the stops. With rumors of an Obama appearance (unfortunately natural disasters take precendence these days), the most legendary Olympic athlete of all time (sorry Kerri) hosting, and one of the top artists on the charts and in people’s minds these days, the potential for a comeback was at a fever pitch. Then the cameras started rolling. Ooh, boy.
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