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Even though the latest 007 movie has been pushed to a release date in the fall, James Bond himself, Daniel Craig, still hosted last night’s “Saturday Night Live.” It's actually been eight years since Craig last hosted “SNL,” and you know what? After this second time, while he may not be playing James Bond anymore, he can host any time he wants.Host: Daniel Craig
If there's one thing Daniel Craig makes clear in his opening monologue, it's this: “I'm not a nerd. You're a nerd.” Fine, while he may not be a nerd, he's certainly not afraid to go all-in on a joke or, even better, be the butt of one. That is the key to this episode, and it's really amazing to realize while watching that this man's only hosted twice, despite how good he is at it.
It's always nice to see an “SNL” monologue step outside the box, and this one does, featuring pre-tape “footage” from the upcoming James Bond movie. It seems like it takes the live audience a moment to realize what's going on, as the first “SNL” cast member to show up in the sketch is Chloe Fineman, who still kind of blends in, as good as she is. Craig's “favorite scene” in the movie is apparently the one where Bond ends up becoming a craps guy and it's filled to the brim with the most un-Bondlike characters ever, on top of Fineman's progressively frustrated Bond girl. You've got Heidi Gardner and Beck Bennett as messy gamblers, old lady gambler Kate McKinnon, bachelor party boy Kenan Thompson “THIS GUY! HIM!”, and Mikey Day as the craps dealer-turned-villain.
It's simply a fun sketch to open things up with, with Bond getting way too into craps and becoming “Simba,” as he's the “king of the jungle.” In fact, Craig singing the opening music from “The Lion King” is arguably the best thing any James Bond movie has ever given us, even tangentially. Thompson showing up to do the “HIM!” bit in both the Bond entrance and live on stage then brings it all together. “SNL” also knows how good it is, as it’s provided a version of the scene without the monologue.
You can't go wrong with a pre-tape rap or otherwise from both Kenan Thompson and Chris Redd, and the live audience — who are pretty good this episode, other than the moment in the cold open with the “WOO!” for white chocolate — realizes that before it even really gets going. It's worrying at first that this is a hacky sketch about ending up “on the couch,” but it thankfully takes its first interesting turn when The Weeknd comes in. “We make dinner like lovers do / I pour wine / And I'm sleeping on the couch tonight.” That's...
The Golden Raspberry Awards – which must have, at one point, been an enjoyable thing to someone, somewhere – are back, and the organization has once again chosen the most obvious and frankly boring choice for its top prize. Director Tom Hooper‘s Cats was the big “winner” of the night, taking home a total of six Razzies, including the Worst Picture of the year prize. Eddie Murphy also won a Razzie – but his win was actually a positive thing. Read on for the full list of winners below.Razzie Awards 2020 Winners
Worst Picture The Fanatic The Haunting of Sharon Tate Cats Tyler Perry’s A Madea Family Funeral Rambo: Last Blood
Worst Actor James Franco, Zeroville David Harbour, Hellboy Matthew McConaughey, Serenity Sylvester Stallone, Rambo: Last Blood John Travolta, The Fanatic and Trading Paint
Worst Actress Anne Hathaway, The Hustle and Serenity Hilary Duff, The Haunting of Sharon Tate Francesca Hayward, Cats Tyler Perry, A Madea Family Funeral as “Madea” Rebel Wilson, The Hustle
Worst Supporting Actor James Corden, Cats Tyler Perry, A Madea Family Funeral as “Joe” Tyler Perry, A Madea Family Funeral as “Uncle Heathrow” Seth Rogen, Zeroville Bruce Willis, Glass
Worst Supporting Actress Jessica Chastain, Dark Phoenix Cassi Davis, A Madea Family Funeral Judi Dench, Cats Fenessa Pineda, Rambo: Last Blood Rebel Wilson, Cats
Worst Director Fred Durst, The Fanatic James Franco, Zeroville Adrian Grunberg, Rambo: Last Blood Neil Marshall, Hellboy Tom Hooper, Cats
Worst Screenplay Andrew Cosby, Hellboy Tyler Perry, Tyler Perry’s A Madea Family Funeral Danial Farrands, The Haunting of Sharon Tate Lee Hall and Tom Hooper, Cats Matthew Cirulnick and Sylvester Stallone, Rambo: Last Blood
Worst Screen Combo
John Travolta and Any Screenplay He Accepts Any Two Half-Feline/Half-Human Hairballs, Cats Sylvester Stallone and His Impotent Rage, Rambo: Last Blood Tyler Perry and Tyler Perry or Tyler Perry, A Madea Family Funeral Jason Derulo and His CGI-Neutered “Bulge”, Cats
Worst Remake, Rip-Off, or Sequel Dark Phoenix Godzilla: King of the Monsters Rambo: Last Blood A Madea Family Funeral Hellboy
Worst Reckless Disregard for Human Life and Public Property Rambo: Last Blood Dragged Across Concrete Hellboy The Haunting of Sharon Tate Joker
The Razzie Redeemer Award Will Smith, Aladdin Keanu Reeves, John Wick Chapter 3: Parabellum and Toy Story 4 Jennifer Lopez, Hustlers Eddie Murphy, Dolemite is My Name Adam Sandler, Uncut Gems
The Razzie Redeemer Award seems strangely out of character for this awards show because of how it honors positivity instead of wallowing in the cinematic muck of each year, but since Murphy didn’t earn an Oscar nomination for his work in Dolemite, I’m...
SPOILER ALERT: If you are among the few who haven’t actually watched Netflix’s Tiger King docuseries, this review contains a lot of details about what goes down in the sad big cat saga.
With Netflix poised in the coming days to cash in and crank the base up a notch with more Tiger King, it's time to come out and say it: I hate the Red State porn that is the crash and burn of Joe Exotic
The initial seven episodes of this septic and shallow patchwork of trademark infringement, sex, guns, labor exploitation, song, drugs, mullets, betrayal, animal activism, revenge, and a lot of big cats may be much binged over these weeks of coronavirus lockdown, but that doesn't mean it's actually worth watching.
Now, I get it, I sound like I'm just a dour critic who hates anything that isn't prestige premium cable or aspirational. C'mon man, you want to say, Tiger King: Murder, Mayhem and Madness is just so unbelievable, I can't look away.
I respectfully disagree, and in fact, propose Tiger King isn't just bad, but dangerous in a divided America persistently looking to reduce the other side to caricature.
In a presently ailing nation where TV is more voluminous and vital than ever, the truth is the March 20 launched Tiger King is a clawed white trash misery index. Gawking at some clearly fragile and damaged people like would-be reality TV star Exotic and their below the Mason-Dixon line antics, the series subsequently provides a cultural circus for those smug bicoastals under stay at home orders and screaming to rise up in moral superiority.
Essentially, the tale of big cat collector, self-styled Oklahoma zoo proprietor and 2016 Presidential candidate Exotic AKA Joseph Maldonado-Passage and his ultimately unsuccessful attempt to have rival Carole Baskin knocked off by a hitman hired for $3,000, Tiger King is in that context more a zero-sum game, literally and figuratively, than hitting the zeitgeist.
Obviously, Netflix are pretty damn good at gauging and dragging the public mood over the years, as the likes of the then phenomenon of 2015's Making A Murderer or 2018’s Wild Wild Country prove. Yet, for all the attention it has drawn, this unfocused murder for hire exploration of sorts emerges as a bastard child of Cops, a million Dateline segments from the 1990s and Fox’s short-lived Murder in Small Town X reality show from 2001.
Not exactly the prestige product that the home of Roma, The Irishman and American Factory likes to brag about at award shows. Then again, with the knowledge that the Romans sold out the Colosseum every night feeding Christians to the lions, the bottom line based House of Hastings surely loves the subscription sign up that the currently incarcerated Maldonado-Passage and the accompanying motley gaggle of...