Saturday Night Live: “Kristen Wiig/the xx”

Now in its 42nd season, NBC’s live broadcast sketch comedy show ebbs and flows in terms of quality of writers, performers, and guest hosts, musical guests, and cultural relevance. Sometimes it’s obvious: things are going well. Other times, most times, the show shambles along, never quite arriving. But If you’re asking if Saturday Night Live is funny again, you’re asking the wrong question. What makes the show worth watching is the struggle, the attempt to win every single week.
So far, SNL42 is winning…every single week. (Yeah… it’s funny again.) So much so that this week’s solid Kristen Wiig-hosted attempt comes up considerably shorter than any of the six episodes that have preceded it. Perhaps it is the return of Wiig herself—which properly calls for a return to a couple of “classic” bits, “Secret Word” and “Surprise Lady”—that serves to press pause on the show’s developing new direction under co-head writers Chris Kelly and Sarah Schneider. An alumni-led episode—even one as beloved as Wiig (with cameos by Jason Sudeikis, Will Forte and Steve Martin)—is simply not needed to bring the show back to good. The show’s success this season has raised so high a bar for winning this episode comes off like a well intended, but ultimately dutiful distraction, a placeholder on the way to better things.
The evening’s strongest outing is pre-tape “The Bubble,” an infomercial-style offer for young white progressives to migrate to gentrified Brooklyn for the coming Trump years. SNL is pulling no punches when it comes to mocking the outrage of those blindsided by Clinton’s loss in the general election—more specifically, wealthy white progressives who’ve defined themselves and their politics with a particular strain of curated consumption. Saturday Night Live damns our preference for cultural isolation over integration in way that makes it hard to laugh—but even harder to deny.
Many were surprised by Trump’s election win—none more so than Trump himself. Or so goes the premise of “Donald Trump Prepares Cold Open” which sees the return of Alec Baldwin as Trump (and Sudeikis as Mitt Romney) after a no-show last week. The piece is funny enough, and provides a hint of what may be to come as SNL takes on the daily reality of President Trump. The idea that Trump doesn’t really want to be President, that he knows he’s clueless about how to do the job, and really has no guiding principles as to what he will or won’t do may prove to be too convenient a pose. The guy has accomplished an astounding, unprecedented feat. He is quite capable—no matter that his muse is himself. Still, Saturday Night Live’s political comedy team is pretty impressive, too. The next four years may actually be fun to watch.