THE//EDDIE/MURPHY\SHOW=REVIEW (aka SATURDAY/NIGHT\LIVE_FORTYFIVE=REVIEW: ten -- EDDIE MURPHY (and lizzo) [Chrismas]

Finally...

The man that saved a sketch comedy powerhouse... has come back home.

The man that for four years in the 80s helped (if not single handedly took) a hugely successful and popular television series from its dying breaths and gave it new life through his wild, crass, racially-charged and eye-opening yet real, raw, refreshing and damn hilarious brand of comedy has finally returned to that series as host for the first time in 35 years -- and that was the second time (his first was while he was still a cast member). And between that timeframe, he's made movies. And comedy specials. And -- popular, successful, quotable, classic movies and comedy specials.

Laughter is his game.

Eddie Murphy is his name.

On the other side of the bill is a musician who has really made a big jump to the mainstream this year. While she has been in the game for several years, she's been making hit after hit, bop after bop, jam after jam and Jawn after jawn in 2019. Juice, Truth Hurts, Good as Hell, Jerome and  And she's just getting started. Oh and she's fluent with the flute.

Her name is Lizzo.

Honestly, I can't freaking wait.

I've seen Murphy's sketches today alone and he was definitely the shit during his time inside Studio 8H. His jokes were hilarious, his timing was impeccable, his characters (Mr. Robinson, Gumby and Buckwheat, etc.) was iconic and he was an inspiration to many. You really wouldn't believe he was only 19 when he started. Now he's back where he started from, with everyone grateful to be where they are because of him. And I'm grateful to be alive for it all.

See you soon for the 45th Christmas episode and the last episode of both 2019 and the 2010s. Can't get any bigger than this.

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And here we go!
Obviously we start with a political cold open, this time based on the sixth democratic national debate. Everyone we know/love is back - Rachel Dratch as Amy Klobochar, Larry David as Bernie Sanders, Jason Seudeikis as Joe Biden, Fred Armiden as Michael Bloomberg and Maya Rudolph as dropout Kamala Harris (bringing her Beyonce sized sexy song humor with her). I didn't see the debate, and I didn't have to - as I know where my support lies. But this sketch tells me how looney this how thing has been. The current, former and guest cast give their A-game. Heidi Gardner does a fine job as PBS Newshour anchor Judy Woodruff, and Alec Baldwin still has good pay as IMPEACHED President Donald Trump. I can't wait for 2020 for the sketches to fly and the disses to sting.

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Returning to a standing ovation and CHANTS, Eddie Murphy returned to the house he rebuilt to remind us how awesome he was, still is and always will be - his movies, his wonderful kids and his Bill Cosby impression. Tracy Morgan, Chris Rock and Dave Chappelle cameo to Also prove how awesome they are and make for an entertaining, hilarious and inspiring monologue. Some white dude also appeared -- "Joe Piscopo" -- but thank God for Kenan to break up the monotony.

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As I live and breathe, it's Mister Robinson! One of Murphy's legendary sketches has risen from the ashes and has not been unmissed. Murphy has not missed a beat as the skit has been reinvigorated for the modern day. His place is now gentrified, he's old and fat and is now rocking a slick stache, but he's still got it -- thieving, squatting and being an affable asshole to everyone he meets. And teaches it all to his young impressionable viewers - who should watch South Central instead.
Also he has a son. I wonder if it's that boy he sold on the black market.

Show returns live on January 25 with Adam Driver and Halsey.
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No, not Netflix's Nailed It. It's a Food Network show where people bake cakes and they end up dumpster fires that make me question what even do at 12:51 (am, PM, does not matter).
I loved this one because the cakes are nightmares, but the surprises are genuine. Speaking of nightmares, please pray for me after the ugly fire-raised demon lives in mine with me holding a cross and rosary beads to make it through the next few hours.
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This next pre-tape takes place at a family's Christmas dinner party, where everyone enjoys the love of family and togetherness, even when everything leading up to it was an episode of a BET drama. It was brilliant, realistic to a sense and a classic to be sure. Just wait till next year's clipshow.
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BUCKWHEAT!
Fuck the pointless  Masked Singer starting the sketch. Buckwheat is back. It's good to see him back. And nice on the judges (surprisingly well-casted) for going meta to welcome him back after three decades... and being shot.
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She's 100% you know... it's Lizzo.
She performed her #1 hit (and my fave of said boppy jams)  "Truth Hurts". While more nuanced than her last performances of the track (see the BET Awards, VMAs and others for those - oddly they involve cakes), it was still energetic and fun. Lizzo looks 1000% less stripperific than at that Lakers game, she still looked sexy and smooth. She never performed the whole song live before, but I'm glad she did.
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Colin Jost and Michael Che make their last appearance on Weekend Update, discussing the impeachment-- GUMBY!! He straight up took the show and NBC to task for not putting respect on his name for making Eddie Murphy a star and saving the show. I live for this and laugh for this. Even when they crack up.
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Pete Davidson peeked out of his pothole to discuss the impeachment before launching a diatribe about how his being thr youngest cast member since Murphy led to jokes of being not handsome. Like a haze, I couldn't remember this.
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Jost & Che launch into their tradition of reading the other's jokes. And as usual, Colin gets a race joke (Buttegieg"s running mate is the Popeyes Chicken sandwich) and Michael's is cringe (Epstein Unbecoming). My tradition is that it is always funny.
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Cecily Strong's Jeanine Pirro is back to react to some political crap, but her punchline is up chucking wine all over Jost. It's as disgusting as it was hilarious.
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This edition was super funny from start to finish. Merry Christmas, Colin and Michael and all of the writers.
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It seems like they needed a time to squeeze in Murphy's characters when they didn't need to. It feels awkward.
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Black Jeopardy! Is Back Jeopardy!
And look who's here - Velvet Jones!

The greasy ho-loving woman-teaching book salesman returned during an episode of the game show-within-a-show, and even though he's older, he isn't wiser enough  to stop saying ho or using the show to his his similarly-titled correspondence  books. I always love this sketch, and seeing yet another Murphy character makes me smile wide. His last answer is inspiring though.
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Lizzo returned for the last performance of the year/decade with a Christmassy version of "Good as Hell" in a super-sexy Winter Wonderland. It was quite a surprise to see, but with dancers dressed like sultry candy canes and Cirque de Soleil-ing on poles, it's every sleazy pizza-faced 16-year-old's dream. Hot and fresh on the coldest, stalest holiday, Lizzo knocked it out the park.
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And finally, a bear has terrorized and cannibalized a section of Santa's workshop. An elf has freaked out and it's all on the news.

Meh. Murphy saved it from being boring and forgettable. His lines were hammy and hilarious and all the same sleazy but make this sketch a visual pleasure but a conceptual waste.
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Well, that is it. The last episode of SNL in 2019 hosted by Eddie Murphy. It was a great episode that featured expected-but-still-exciting appearances of Murphy's great characters from his tenure, and a few new and recurring sketches that took at least one big laugh out of me. The cast took the year out on a bang, and continued to gel with the impressive writing perfection. The hosts, musical guests and guest stars are brilliantly chosen and all give their A-game to consistently awesome returns and the creative of Lorne and the staff have no bounds yet (there are small ones but they come and go). This season so far is a winner to me, and I can't wait for more in the new year and decade. And I hope you'll join me then. Happy Holidays, everyone.I'm Andrew Duvall Pollard, saying "Goodnight and...*gurgling demonic tonguespeak*...-- I mean, "I'M GUMBY, DAMMIT!?".

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Toony Tuesday's Tinselthon: Simpsons Roasting on an Open Fire (The Simpsons)

Ho-Ho-Hey, everyone!
Welcome back to Tinselthon. Today, we're taking a look at the very first episode of The Simpsons - coincidentally a Christmas episode. Aired on Fox on December 17, 1989, this episode either reintroduced to America the subjects of the popular segment on The Tracey Ullman Show (which also aired on Fox at the time) or introduced to America and the world a family that would change the idea of a fictional family on television and the landscape of the American sitcom forever. And it all began by changing the landscape of the Christmas episode - for worse (for the characters) and for better (for them later and for us).

It's "Simpsons Roasting on an Open Fire".

This special is different from many others before it in which unlike where one or two things go wrong for light despair and/or heavy laughs but everything still goes right and festive in the end, everything goes wrong -- whether for despair and/or laughs.
- Bart gets a tattoo, but Marge pays for a painful removal - losing the money for Christmas presents in the process
- Homer doesn't get a Christmas bonus (along with his co-workers) and has to find otjer means to make pre-Christmas cash.
- Homer steals a tree from a homeowner's land (and nearly gets shot and mauled) because he couldn't afford even the cheapest of big real fir trees.
-Homer's secret seasonal job as a mall Santa gets him a very low wage (current hourly minimum wage)
- Homer's last resort is to take that wage to bet at a dog track. Even that fails... with terrible odds against his pick (but at least he does get a new puppy for the family).

Homie tries his absolute best (and that is very commendable) but sadly falls short every time... but at the end, the family are still happy -- thanks to their new dog Santa's Little Helper, joining their other pet Snowball II (rest in peace, Snowball I) as the furry members of the clan.
Despite the near poverty, it's sweet (and even a little teary-eyed to see the family still have a great Christmas. It's as if you don't need presents, trees, bright lights and decorations to have a memorable holiday. Just family and love.

This special episode introduced secondary characters that would become beloved on their own later on in the series proper.
- Seymour Skinner, Springfield Elementary principal
- Milhouse Van Houten, Bart's best friend and co-conspirator in his schemes
- Sherri and Terri, Bart and Lisa's classmates
-Ralph Wiggum, Bart's... special classmate
- Moe Syzslak, proprietor of Moe's
- Charles Montgomery Burns, Homer's evil greedy boss at the Power Plant
- Waylon Smithers (whom is only heard over the speaker)
- Barney Gumble, Homer's best friend, drunk and frequent Moe's customer (and is also a blonde here, instead of a brunette)
- Patty and Selma Bouvier, Marge's older twin sisters
- Ned Flanders (Homer's sweet friendly neighbor) and his son Todd
- Santa's Little Helper, the Simpsons' new pet dog
- Snowball II, the Simpsons' (relatively new) pet cat (of many)
- Dewey Largo, Springfield Elementary's music teacher
and Lewis, one of Bart's other friends/classmates (at first)

"Simpsons Roasting on an Open Fire" really kicked off the series in a big, festive way, and it's easy to see.
From the start and throughout the episode, America's favorite family were just like we knew them from day one (if you've never watched the Tracey Ullman Show shorts).
Bart being a mischievous brat that with a heart;
Lisa a precocious sweetheart, Maggie a pacifier-sucking walking-then-tripping baby, Marge a wise nurturing and loving mother and wife, and Homer a dopey and anger-prone yet fun, loving and determined father (sort-of). They represent a family that truly exists in all of us -- even if their characteristics are a bit over-the-top, there's legitimate authenticity in the family that you see in your family or your friends' families or your neighbors or people you see walking down the street. There's a chance the Simpsons are just like your family (and one of them are just like you).

Random Thoughts:
- How the hell did the tattoo artist think Bart was old enough to get inked despite The Boy being half his size?? Maybe he saw the signs instead -- dollar signs.
- By extension, Marge really didn't have to pay to get it removed. That money is for presents. If anything they could've waited until AFTER Christmas with makeup covering it.

Favorite Moments:
- Lisa and Bart's showings at SE's Christmas Pageant (especially Lisa's)
- The family's letters to Santa
- Homer as Mall Santa
- Bart's encouragement for Homer to keep earning money
- Patty & Selma in general
-Lisa telling off Aunt Patty for dissing Homer in such articulate language that I had to hear very close to hear what she said (I knew what she said though). What a badass daddy's girl!
- Homer and Bart taking home Santa's Little Helper (and the family's reactions)
The family and Grandpa Abe singing "Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer" -- with Homer snapping at Bart and Lisa for adding funny lyrics to it (the former later getting strangled for the first time because of it).

Favorite Lines:
- "Oh, Jingle bells, Batman smells, Robin laid an egg. The Batmobile broke its wheel, and the Joker got awa- (YANK)" -Bart
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Marge: You will not be getting a tattoo for Christmas!
Homer: Yeah, if you want one you'll have to pay for it out of your own allowance.
Marge: Homer!
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Marge: (writing) Dear Friends of the Simpson Family, We had some sadness and some gladness this year. First the sadness: our little cat Snowball was unexpectedly run over and went to Kitty Heaven. But we bought a new little cat, Snowball II, so I guess life goes on. Speaking of life going on, Grampa is still with us, feisty as ever. Maggie is walking by herself, Lisa got straight A's and Bart... well, we love Bart. The magic of the season has touched us all.
Homer: Marge! Haven't you finished that stupid letter yet?
Marge: [writing] Homer sends his love. Happy Holidays...
Homer: Marge!
Marge: [writing] The Simpsons.
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Homer: (buying a chew toy for Maggie) It says it's for dogs... but she can't read.
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Tattoo Removal Technician: (turning on laser) Now whatever you do, boy, don't squirm. You don't want to get this sucker near your eye or groin.
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Homer: Dasher, Dancer... Prancer... Nixon... Comet... Cupid... Donna Dixon?
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Bart: Hey, Santa, what's shakin', man?
Homer: (as Santa) What's your name, Bart-ner... er... little partner?
Bart: I'm Bart Simpson. Who the hell are you?
Homer: (annoyed) I'm Jolly ol' Saint Nick.
Bart: Oh, yeah? We'll see about that! (Pulls off Homer's Santa beard, just as their photo is taken)
Homer: D'oh!
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Bart: Aw, come on, Dad, this could be the miracle that saves the Simpsons' Christmas. If TV has taught me anything, it's that miracles always happen to poor kids at Christmas. It happened to Tiny Tim, it happened to Charlie Brown, it happened to The Smurfs, and it's gonna happen to us!
Homer: Oh, all right. Who's Tiny Tim?
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Patty: Where's Homer anyway? It's so typical of the big doofus to spoil it all.
Lisa: What, Aunt Patty?
Patty: Oh, nothing, dear. I'm just trashing your father.
Lisa: Well, I wish you wouldn't because, aside from the fact that he has the same frailties as all human beings, he's the only father I have. Therefore, he is my model of manhood, and my estimation of him will govern the prospects of my adult relationships. So I hope you bear in mind that any knock at him is a knock at me, and I am far too young to defend myself against such onslaughts.
Patty: Mm hm. Go watch your cartoon show, dear.
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Marge: This is the best gift of all, Homer.
Homer: It is?
Marge: Yes, something to share our love - and frighten prowlers.

Bart: And if he runs away, he'll be easy to catch.
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"OW! quitit." -Bart
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"Simpsons Roasting on an Open Fire" is not only a hilarious, brilliant and heartwarming start to The Simpsons TV series as a whole, but is also one of the best Christmas episodes and specials in television history (and maybe it's because I love the show very much, but even if not it still is). This episode was supposed to air later in the season, but thanks to sloppy animation of the intended debut "Some Enchanted Evening" (In fact the series was to first debut in Fall 1989 with that episode) being pointed out by EP and co-developer James L. Brooks, it was scrapped with this episode airing in it's place. Cheers to writer Mimi Pond (her only credit for the series) and director David Silverman (his first of many), and the rest of the early crew for putting together such a festive and fantastic debut.

Thank you all for joining me for my first ever review of The Simpsons. And stay tuned on January 14 where I'll review the rest of Season 1, starting with "Bart the Genius". Can't wait to do it, and I hope you'll all join me.

Merry Christmas, everyone!
Or... Happy Hanukkah/Kwanzaa/Boxing Day/Festivus/etc./New Year, everyone!

Toony Tuesday's Tinselthon: Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer

Welcome everyone, to the first of hopefully many editions of Toony Tuesday's holiday-themed reviews - entitled Tinselthon. First up, the one that started the madness; the special that created term, and has continued the trend today with movies that are all essentially the same thing "something (romance, mishap, goofiness, bright light competitions, etc.) and TV shows where something (disbelief in Santa, missing presents) turns to something expected (belief, gifts turn up, everyone’s happy) to this day. It’s the first of Rankin/Bass’ iconic holiday specials: Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer.

Everyone knows the song, everyone remembers the story, everyone can recaaaall the most famous reindeer of aaaaall. And everyone has figured out how much of an asswipe Santa - and everyone but Mrs. Donner, Hermey, Clarice, Yukon Cornelius Mrs. Claus and the Misfit Toys - was. So please let me retell it in my snappy, sardonic, somewhat-serious and un-patent-able wit and weird, uncouth yet funny writing.

This special has been sweet, fun, hilarious, and brilliant. But at some parts, it feels a bit cynical. Even though I never noticed it as a kid, almost everyone in the special was a damn jerk to Rudolph:
- His father Donner resented the red nose from the moment he was born (although I will give him some credit - he was genuinely shocked by the blinkin' beemer of a beak and wanted to protect him from the other dicks of does, and did feel horrible about his borderline emotional abuse when his son runs away from home);
- all the other reindeer (children and adults) give him hella grief because of it, by making fun of him (the kids) or keeping him away from... certain activities (Comet [thank gosh Santa yanked him out of the sleigh]). And even when he became an adult, the rest of them still act childish as hell towards him. [it's one thing for fellow kids to mock you for your appearance, but for grown deer and does to brush you off so harshly? That's a dick move if I've ever seen in a holiday special. And I don't care if that's how parents act toward their kin back then, that's just crappy];
- And finally, old Kris Kringle himself. From the moment he meets up with Donner and the Ms. to meet their newborn, Santa bitterly dismissed Rudolph because of the nose, and during the reindeer games scene where he admonished Donner for the little kid he co-conceived having the thing he didn't have any control over. The only time he finally shows any empathy to Rudolph is when the latter's nose has much better use when a demon snowstorm devastates the world and the nose's light so bright as a lifeline to give Christmas gifts to the kids. [Yeah, sure he did feel bad later on {he just didn't say it himself}].
(I said this in my review of the song during my Top 10 Worst Christmas Songs of All Time... list: the reason I hate the song [and therefore these characters in this special] is because Santa and the other reindeer treat him like garbage until the very minute (when a snowstorm somehow nearly wiped out the whole damn WORLD) he was considered useful - not a friend, or an acquaintance, or even someone interesting; USEFUL. People like them make the world a wasteland. While it’s nice that there are people with great talents to help make the planet brighter, taking advantage of them is a scumbag move.)


All these characters (except Donner to an extent) are the worst parts of the special, and while I’m aware that it’s one special whose plot is literally untouched all these years (...except the part of the end when the Misfit Toys do go to deserving homes) - causing me not to get totally furious about it, watching these scenes still tick me off - more so as an adult. Screw them!

And now to rid of the rampant rage, let’s talk about the special’s music.
Of course, this special titled Rudolph the Red-Nose Reindeer is based on the song called “Rudolph the Red-Nose Reindeer”. I don’t like the song (see why here), but I love the songs featured.

“Jingle, Jingle, Jingle” is a catchy and fun introduction to Santa (before he became the asshole we know and despise).
“We Are Santa’s Elves” is a sugary, charming and high-energy bop by...guess. The one elf with the specs doing that one line is always a highlight, as is the elf that cut another elf’s feather on his cap.
"There's Always Tomorrow" is a dreamy ditty by Clarice in which she comforts Rudolph from the cruel taunts from the other young deer. Her VA’s voice (along with those of the background vocalists and the stirring production) bring a string tingle down my spine and can for yours as well. The big crescendo at the end is also borderline ethereal. It’s an incredibly beautiful song that tells the listener that just because today was not your day, the next just may be.
"We're a Couple of Misfits" actually begins twice in which both Rudolph and Hermey ask why they are what others think they are, and it’s very sad. But the song itself is more cheerful and encouraging, where the two take joy in the fact that they are not alone in their misery over their true selves, and even more so when they say “fuck off” to their detractors, become what they are born to be and become independent together. It’s an upbeat and uplifting track that can inspire those who are in the same predicament to ignore the haters and be, stay true and love themselves.
There’s another song performed by the dynamic duo called “Fame and Fortune”, which replaced “Misfits” in the special’s 1965 airing and for several years. It’s a bright and cheery tune about them wanting to reach stardom and prosperity. While that doesn't fit the scene or the special as a whole, it’s still catchy and the instrumental is
"Silver and Gold" is a soft, slow, simmering song by Sam the Snowman, teaching us that the titular precious metals are not what they’re really worth, and life and all good that entails are. They do make great decorations though. The song was originally to be performed by Yukon himself, Larry D. Mann, but was given to Ives because of his legendary singing career. Makes sense there, seeing as the gold miner would’ve sang a song about gold, but whatever.
"The Most Wonderful Day of the Year" introduces The Misfit Toys. It starts sad and tearful, but when you get to know them you feel heartbroken for their current predicament, but you do smile a bit knowing what happens to them later.
And finally, another song by Sam the Snowman to close out the program, “A Holly Jolly Christmas”. While it debuted during the special, it has since grown to be a seasonal classic ever since. It’s definitely as bright, cheerful, fun, exciting and (dare I add) jolly as the Christmas season itself. Ives’ voice fits and mingles well with the track and is definitely the most memorable part of the song, and was even a Top 10 hit in 2019, making Ives the oldest artist  with the longest gap between hits and the oldest artist - living or dead (at 109 years after his birth) - to have a Top 40 hit. It’s also one of my all-time favorite Christmas songs.


and now the characters I love:
Ms. Donner (Rudolph’s Mom): Her love of her son was obvious, but not being as cruel as the other reindeer make her as saintly as any loving mother would.
Clarice: Rudolph’s sweetie liked him for who he was from the minute they met, a cute deer that she could be friends with (or more). Even when Rudolph’s false fact failed and his real deal revealed, she still liked him and found the beamer handsome. She even wanted to help Ms. Donner find Ru when he ran away. She’s a very compassionate and wise doe who should’ve been of many
Hermey: The ex-elf and perspective dentist also ran away - this time from the toy factory at Santa’s village - for not being accepted as to what he dreams to be. He then meets Rudolph later on and they hit it off and trek to . He’s sweet, smart, strong-willed, sometimes sardonic and super; and his link-up and later friendship with Rudolph during the rest of the special is something iconic and forever the best part of the special.
Yukon Cornelius: This miner may be looney tunes when it comes to mining, but his unconventional style, kindness to Ru & Herm by helping them find a new living space and hyper-loud voice and hammy/cheesy speaking are infectious. And his sacrificing himself to save Rudolph and Hermey is one that gives him the right to be called a hero (even if he survives as shown later on with Bumble [how? “Bumbe]) Every time he appears on-screen makes me ear-to-ear grin, so much that he may be my favorite.
The Misfit Toys: This large commune of unique playthings couldn't be played because of their odd differences from other versions of their kind: A cowboy riding an ostrich (instead of a horse), a gun unleashing jelly (and not bullets), a jack-in-the-box named… Charlie, a polka-dotted elephant, a boat that sinks (not floats) and stammers and a depressed doll, with a flying lion as their leader. While it’s heartbreaking to see these toys in their current condition - unwanted, unloved and nowhere else to go, seeing Rudolph and Hermey cheer them up and convince them that they are the exact opposite made me tear up. And that they finally do find forever homes during the special’s close made my heart almost warm as much as Rudolph’s nose. As for the leader, King Moonracer, he’s a stubborn but caring and fair monarch, and his letting the Island’s castaways leave for their destinies is wonderful and palpable.
Ms. Claus: I’ve never seen her act harsh or malicious to any other character, let alone Hermey or Rudolph. Her meanie moment was at the start when she wants Santa to fatten up, but she was cool then and throughout.

While there were characters I dislike profusely, there are also characters I adore strongly, and the latter outweighs the former by a mile for me to keep loving the special. Also, a few words: the animation is shoddy and jerky but has its charms, the work to get the movie together was admirable, the voice work is top-notch - with most of the cash to blow on Ives as Sam (and he does a fantastic job), the songs are earworms of the very merry kind and the story sucks but the journey to the end is an enduring one. It’s not one of my very favorite Christmas specials, but it is still worth watching after all these years and something for the family to watch together. Enjoy.

Random Thoughts:
- The Head Elf is a dick, but his inflictions are a delicious riot
 - "WHY WEREN'T YOU AT ELF PRACTICE?!"
- If it weren't for their outfits, all the other elves would've looked like the mascot for the Greendale Human Beings - but with faces. In other words, they look non-gender-ish (no homophobe).
- Hermey's non-speaking faces and poses give me life. Just watch the song scenes mute.
- A cowboy riding an ostrich is super awesome, a gun squirting jelly would be brilliant at breakfast and lunch, a polka-dotted elephant or a sadsack doll would be any kid's favorite snuggle-buddy, a sinking, stuttering boat can be fun to play with when holding it, and Charlie-in-the-box...can have a different name- but Charlie is just fine.
- King Moonracer is a badass - in name, character and in form. He shall be my spirit animal of the month of December or any month ending in "-ember" or "-ry".

- As you all know recently, the Rudolph special was produced and aired in 1964, but Videocraft (Rankin-Bass as it was known that year) goofed big time with the copyright - the year used in roman numerals is MCLXIV -or 1164- MC-M-LXIV meaning this little, unnoticeable slip became a king-size snag picked up years later, proving it to be (at least without the featured music or Rudolph himself) under public domain. So if I had a YouTube show, Fair Use wouldn’t have to protect me; I can show most of it untouched and I’m good.

Thanks for checking in everyone, Come back tomorrow when the Tinselthon continues when I review another of Rankin/Bass’ Christmas classics: Frosty the Snowman.

StAbUrDaY/fRiGhT\diVe_FORTYFIVE=REVIEW: fo4r - Chance the Rapper ⅋ reppaR eht ecnahC

Mere mortals... ghosts and ghouls... damned demented derricks ... gynecologists... Welcome to your dooooooom. Also, welcome back to Saturday Night Live Review!

I hope you're feeling putrid. Because I have a roundup that'll melt your skin, rot your soul, blacken your heart... and wish you had a different career goal. (Seriously, what you do is embarrassing.) Let's take a trip down ...

for Episode 4, hosted and musical-guested by rapper... called Chance, Chance the Rapper.

The Cold Open takes us Donald Trump rally in Albuquerque, New Mexico (or as he refers it - "Albacore, tuna capital of the United States" in "by far, my favorite Mexico") where President 45 (once again played by Alec Baldwin [because fuck Match Game and all the future guest roles; all he needs is this and he's set for life])

There's so much to love here:
- Alec's continued performance as Trump
- The writing, which at this point two years ago was really written by Trump and everyone around him; the writers just enhanced it a bit and Donnie might expect residuals very soon
- The cast, especially Cecily Strong as MAGAsupporter "Christine from Los Crusas", Aidy Bryant as an even loonier supporter, Pete Davidson as an escaped fighter of ISIS, Alex Moffit as "Mark Zuckerberg" announcer Darrell Hammond as Bill Clinton and alum Fred Armisen as Turkey's Premier Erdogan.


Fave Lines:
Everything "Christine from Los Crusas" said
- "I don't care what they say, I know it's big." and
 "We're gonna ride. Kind of the only thing we do." - Bikers with Trump rep (Mikey Day)  (what's funny is how brilliant it is, being an un-exaggerated non-hyperbole on what the MAGAtards would do whether or not Trump is impeached and removed from office. These people can be and - at times - prove to be batshit insane)
-- Everything the background crowd says (proving that the MAGAnuts can be - and are - members of a cult lead by gold-snorting, tan-faced ox of a false idol they are worshiping and willing to die for to get him to even notice them for their brief, undeserved adoration. Also not exaggeration or hyperbole.)
-- "I love you. And I worship you as the one true white lord!" and everything else -MAGAfreak (Aidy Bryant)
Need more?

Another home-run of a political CO. Speaking of home-run, did anyone watch the World Series last weekend??

Chance the Rapper makes his return to Studio 8H, proving - after three stints as musical guest and one as host two years prior (doing the Thanksgiving episode no less!) - Lorne and the crew like him well enough to have him steadily appear the last several years and he hasn't missed a beat... to beat. His Monologue proves it, as it's based around his hometown Chicago's well-known moniker of/as The Second City. And for that, incensed, - and with help from Melissa Villasenor Heidi Gardner and (for some reason) Kyle Mooney - he goes to rap about his favorite things that are second nature in the realm of public opinion.



Burger King, Pepsi, Robin Gibb, Chili's, Luigi (from Super Mario Bros.), Sega Genesis and DMC (as in Run-..., over Rev Run) and forgotten and ill-fated products of pop culture like Bing, the Percy Jackson movies, Antz, Redbox, Adam Carolla, Brooklyn Nets and Scrappy-Doo (Hey, someone likes him too!! I feel redeemed!!) get a shout-out and it feels both pretty funny and pretty charming. While this has to be written by one of the writers, I'd be superbly content if Chance had a hand in the rhymes (he's quirky cool like that).

Random Thoughts:
--If you're an Outlier - with a love of any of those things, this is for you. Outside of Scrappy, I have equal measure love for or outright dislike any of these things.
--Why Chance let a white man (KyMoo) rap should be grounds for his black card to be revoked. This is the mistake we have to put up with after Vanilla Ice. (Eminem and Macklemore are excluded.) KyMoo has no thug life; he could get shot just for thinking that in a black neighborhood.
--Also, I now know what an isthmus is. Every time I say it, I feel like a grown-ass, black Cindy Brady.
--And California Dreams was my sheeeit back in the day. Random afternoon reruns in the 2000s put it on-point with me. Why isn't anyone talking about a revival or reboot of that show?? Why is that trash Zack Morris still getting head-space??
- "I was wondering, do you think I could be on your next album?"
--Heeeeell no! You're lucky you got to rap, let alone speak. Those pretty ladies got nothing but to be the scene in Say Anything. (You KNOW that scene).

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The Sketch After is the newest, hugely popular recurring character to baffle me since David S. Pumpkins (unlike Pumpkins, I get his schtick and laughed immediately). Meet Lazlo Holmes, a correspondent for the New York regional sports network known as MSG. He usually covers legendary NBA franchise (and nationwide punching bag) the New York Knicks; but thanks to the company's other reporters leaving for reasons from paternity leave to taking to PSATs (apparently they'll cover anything and hire anyone), Lazlo has to cover their sports as well.

Holmes' first appearance had him calmly complain about the cold elements of Hockey (and his surprise that a black man actually likes the sport).

And now, he's bewildered by the on-the-rise and crazily popular... thing known as e-sports with his coverage of the League of Legends World Championship. Believe it or not... he doesn't like it.

Okay... this is hilarious. But at first, I didn't get the hype. Here's the punchline: a black sports reporter out of his element and instead doing coverage of something his race ain't having no business being near, and outright stating his distaste, perplexity for such. It's hilarious to me (and even more so that black people can and do love more than just the the B-ball, but at first I didn't think this would continue. After this sketch... I'm now convinced. And with Chance playing him instead of - say - Chris Redd (because there are enough roles for him [/s]), they don't have to do this more than once a season. It's the same setup and punchline and its more expected  here, but it still works and the jokes land well (even if I cannot possibly relate to whom now has to be the second fictional character in TV history I know of named Lazlo... after him.

Fave Lines (courtesy of Lazlo Holmes):

"I guess e-sports is what White and Asian kids were doing while Black kids were inventing Hip-Hop."

"Well, to me, this game looks like how a seizure feels. But I think if you know what's happening in this clip, you need to get out of the house more."
He says he's kidding. But honestly, he's not. But hey, at least the pay is good.

Random Thought:
S3X PANDA99 is my spirit animal from the username alone. Even if I got zero word out of anything he said.

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Tasty Toaster Tarts
Jason might have... done something... to his parents.
But hey, he's got the Tasty Toaster Tarts!!!! DAY MADE!!!!

This pre-tape airing close to Halloween may have been obvious but it's no doubt brutally hilarious. Since you watched it, you knew what happens. Chance's performance here was well-done, both as a cheerful, excited teenage boy excited to have over friends for treats and pallin', and a silently deranged demon child who should be in Arkham Asylum and the next subject of an episode of Law & Order: SVU.

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Spooky Song
Two white kids cavort about a cemetery, and now must listen to four ghosts' creepy compositions about their current careers as celophane-esque corpses. The third one (Chance) is the one we wanna hear about the most to his "chance-grin".

As expected, the cast must sing about brutal ways they met their maker, while host has the most revolting and embarrassing demise of all-- he got mega hard from reaching 9V batteries up his rectum and getting electrocuted from protruding a pole up his patootie on his roof, leaving him parting to the postmortem pissy/poopy-pantsy style. Yikes, no wonder he wanted to skip his turn.

Ahh, toilet humor. When it works, it works. And boy did it work here. Chance did the heavy lifting here, and carried the sketch with ease, with embarrassment easily spoken and foresight of his actions clearly streaked across his face. And the shock and disgust from everyone else is palpable. Plus, the dark setup and punchline mixed with the whimsical humor and songs

Plus, the set of the sketch is the best of them all. The fake tombstones, piano-plaing skeleton and puppet owl (whose reactions somehow remind me of The Californians) and the large LED screen displaying the clouds that create illustrations that show the ghosts' deaths are big pluses to me; and show that when the set design department are great, they're awesome. Great job, everyone. This is the Best Sketch of the Week.

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Judge Barry
This judge has the power to preside cases judging on people's (men's) appearances.

It feels like something made with Gilda Radner in it. I liked the idea and the flying (guess what it really is) but to me the execution felt a bit off. But the turn off kiss was hilarious. And at least the lady found love... by the bartender that looked up her dress. Certainly gave him a rise up.

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Space Mistakes

This last Pre-Tape hits the nail on the head on what could happen if you fucked up in space. Shit goes south super soon.

This is brutal to think about, but it is hilarious to watch still.
Remember that Nationwide Super Bowl commercial where the kid is revealed to have died at the end? Well this is like that if it screwed the Challenger disaster: the mystical wonder and delight of working for NASA, only for something to not go right and take the lives of everyone on board. I'd watch this if this was a dark comedy movie should it exist.

Both pre-tapes this week were very morbid and yet very side-splitting. Well done, writers for taking the PT's to some depressing places for the lolz.

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And now,
Uncut for Ever:
Where I review sketches that didn't make the 90-minute live show.

So, ever watched those Public Service Announcements back in the day when untalented people in loud, flashy clothes overact to what was _then worst pieces of society (drugs, alcohol, sex, fire, littering) and you cringe to when someone suffers or creepily enjoys from one of them? Of course you all did. Well, this sketch takes the idea, and mockingly shoves it up its ass.

This was really funny. The pacing was slow, the direction was a bit sloppy and the lighting was bottom-notch. But all of this, and especially the acting, was intentional to prove a point in how bizarrely bad it is (beside many of the worst PSA's). The acting was terrible, the clothes were bargin-bin as Boscov's, the writing was trash, and the production rushed and sub-par Canadian children's comedy. And it all was brilliantly well-done. I wouldn't haved loved it if it made the live show, but as a cut sketch it was A+ execution.
That reminds me, I gotta watch those Smokey the Bear and McGruff the Crime Dog cartoon PSAs from the 90s. Those were my childhood.

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Chance the Rapper introduces this week's musical guest: some rando from Illinois named... oh yeah.

He performed some new tracks from his first ever studio album The Big Day (don't worry fans, it's still self-released): "Zanies and Fools" and "Handsome" with the woman whom will at this point be forever known for "Hot Girl Summer", Megan Thee (remember the second "e") Stallion.


"Zanies..." is a deliciously hype record about his meeting his future wife at a Re/Max open house. The song is bright, ; and the performance is all-pink from lighting to dancers and the band's outfits. The showcase also featured a video of Chance's beautiful daughter singing "Impossible: It's Possible" from Rodgers and Hammerstein's Cinderella, which is sampled in the song and lifted every single one of my spirits. Chance's usual bounce, goofy rap-sings were the usual yet a nice touch, but everything else about the production felt like something I've never heard from Chance (which should say so much of me not hearing his music. Gotta change that).

"Handsome" is young typical brag rap song. Rapper says he looks hot, is rich, sees everyone as jealous of him his "talent" and his bank account, and has eyes for one girl having eyes on him. It's obnoxious but it's usual. But wow, this is uncomfortable to listen to, especially when it's made by Chance the Rapper. I don't know if he made songs like this before, but this isn't something he can make in his element (at least to me). And it shows here. Megan Thee Stallion is certainly in hers, but her lyrics (some good, others very much not) are sloppy and raunchy as her voice. She does have the energy to say them but she's more Nicki and especially Cardi than Remy (ironically Nicki did guest on "HGS", so there's that). I really like the production and work by the backup band though, so there's also that.

I hope The Big Day features more songs like Zanies and Fools than like Handsome, because despite the roller coaster feelings of Chance's musical performances, I still wanna cop the album, no matter how brutal the fan reaction was. I mean, DAYUM.

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Well, this episode was fangtastic. The writers certainly tapped deeper into Chance's strengths as an actor for the sketches, the cast were in their Agame as always, there was some chemistry going between the Rapper and the Cast, and while there weren't any sketches that are exactly memorable (probably other than Lazlo Holmes II: Spastic over e-sports), they were still funny in their own ways.

Best Sketches:
- E-sports Reporter
- Spooky Song
- Judge Barry

Next time, it's episode 5, hosted by award-winning indie darling (and you know where else) Kristen Stewart with music from newly Five-Timers Club member Coldplay. Who knew an F-bomb actually can't keep you away from coming back? Certainly not me (... everyone but Lorne. Must be the forgiving type.)

Well, then, evil spirits, that takes care of our little rendezvous. Any last words?? Oky, Happy Halloween, everybody! Either enjoy the treats, or enjoy the trick that'll rid us of your miserable, miserly existence. Enjoy the day...

...and I'm Andrew, saying Goodnight, and "We're not judging you."

...well, I am.

SATURDAY/NIGHT\LIVE_FORTYFIVE=REVIEW: three - David Harbour & Camilla Cabello

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Howdy, pard'ners.

Welcome back all to SNL REVIEW.

I'm back with more random rambling live during commercial and nothing less (or more?) I had a lot of fun with my return of reviewing SNL last week and I hope you all enjoyed it as much as Pete Davidson skipping out so far to film The Suicide Squad reboot. I hope this week's episode will be just as fun and funny as I'm not about to drop to rock bottom with the writers after the assist in glow-up from Phoebe Waller-Bridge. But I believe that they can linger on (they did win an Emmy by the way...)

This week, our host is David Harbour, star of Netflix's colossally-popular, hugely beloved, enormously-successful and substantially-talked-about original series...

Word Party.

Just kidding, it's Stranger Things.

 Since most of you know what it is, and we all watched it from day one, I will stop right there and say...  there is not much else about him I know. Other than the Hellboy reboot, but I heard that it's terrible as all... you know. But hey, he's got a slot as host this season probably on the strength of ST's third season, so yeah that's awesome.

This week's musical guest: Camila Cabello, however, is not as awesome.

I... don't like her music. one bit.

When she was a member of Fifth Harmony (a girl group I've shown to dislike greatly), she was my least liked member. Her vocals were weak, fuzzy, try-hard and pure awful. Any song I hear has a full verse from her and her length feels like slipping honey in my ears and then laying sideways behind an anthill. So it makes sense for her to break out and go solo - thanks to her bigger popularity over her bandmates, and yet have the same talent, range and delivery across her recordings. No song of he"rs has been a favorite of mine -- "Havana" (about the real-life capital of Cuba she barely remembers from infancy) is consistently one of the worst songs of last year - sans the beautiful,  well-done production, "Consequences" was okay but not by much, and "Never Be the Same" is the better of them all, but most on the strengths of the beat and her vocals on the hook (outside the second "fahw".

And now, Camila is back to make me tap out for round two with her newest album Romance. (Wow, the second SNL MG in a row to name an LP after a word tied to the emotion of Love. What. a. farce.) And since she has four singles released already, as if her team at Syco Music and the execs at Epic thought her popularity needed a good shot in the arm to keep it alive (oh yeah and just a reminder to get your flu shot this month before flu season. Better to get a prick in your life and still clean than be a prick as an anti-vaxxer). "Liar" has Cam-Cam spew out the wince-y breathy vocals I may have ever heard, but the ska-, Latin-trap- and flamenco-based production is deliciously bouncy , "Shameless" is even more so than the TV show with an unfinished dullard beat that reminds me of Martin Garrix's "In the Name of Love" with garbage, over-the-place singing, "Cry for Me" continues the crap beat method of "Shameless" (ironically with different producers) while sounding more than barely like "Senorita" with a weird stanza delivery, and "Easy" is a better pill to swallow - with sweetly twinkling strings, slushy yet smooth bass, nicely placed 808, and a and sleepy (in a good way) attempt at a relatable ballad.
Plus "Senorita" itself is a slower, more boring retread of "I Know What You Did Last Summer" that feels like a racial insult... but with decidedly less "AA-AAH"s and "HEE-EEEY"s.
Well, we'll see how she'll performs two of these songs live this week. Spoiler Alert: She did do nicely during that Taylor Swift concert I mentioned last week, so... she has a leg up here.

Let's do this...

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And we're live ...

The CO mocks CNN's Presidential Town Hall on Equality toward the LGBTQIA communtiy. Out of the gate, it was hilarious. All the right cylinders were fired. The can Cory Booker (Chris Redd) walking in before leaving to avoid a gaffe, Pete Buttigieg (Colin Jost{!}) walking to wonder why he hasn't won,  Elizabeth Warren (Kate) with the  snatch game wordplay, Julian Castro (Lin-Manuel Miranda!!!) bringing the reminder he's Latinx (yes that exists) (and nice almost Hamilton breakdown) and Joe Biden (one host Woody Harrellson) making up everything he thinks he knows as he goes-- I mean-- yeah. Everything about them leading up to the town hall was brilliant dissed. Also, yaaasssss Billy Porter with the fabu cameo and even more sponsorship. This was incredible.

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David Harbour makes his 8H debut essentially taking about the one thing he's known for (outside of the thing he isn't known for) and then goes through a studio walk where the set designers BRILLIANTLY mix the hallway with the Upside-Down from the show. Kate encourages him to enter, Baby Aidy is trapped (and now named Barb) (RIP Queen), Beck Bennett taken by the Demogorgon, and Lorne leaves his office to now be the bith of the guy who now owns the show - Mike--uhh, Kenan. Best Mono of the season so far. Oh yeah, Pete Davidson (remember I mentioned him?) is back! Apparently, he's been stuck there. Makes sense.

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It's time for the 29th Annual Little Miss Teacher's Friend, where kids compete for the title probably no one but the most delusional-ly uptight (me probz) would want. Baby Aidy and Kate do wonderfully as last year's winner, the weirdo first kid respectively and Melissa Villasenor and Chloe Finnerman was also wonderful. Harbour does great as the open but perplexed principal and Ego Nwodin same as the even more perplexed teacher.

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Okay.... I didn't think we want this, but.... I think we need this.
After the gargantuan success of Joker, the folks at SNL decided to up the ante by taking on a beloved children's character and make a trailer based on them as gritty and grimy as possible. And... it all fits like a hand up a muppet's ass.

The fake trailer for "Grouch" Was everything. All the well-known Muppets make an appearance and are smartly portrayed and skewered. Everyone in front of and behinf the camera gave it 110%, especially the cinematographer and costume designers. I'm very impressed and I can't believe it took them less than a week to get it done. Best Pre-Tape so far.

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SoulCycle

Bowen Yang proves to be worthy with his calm, upward and random demeanor, Harbour is hyped like a coke fiend (literally), Heidi Gardner has a sweet-but-sour pro, and Kate has an addictive gruff behavior, as the instructors. Ego Nwo and Alex Moffit make a cool couple with their faults (especially her being the worst cyclist). I've never been, but I think I'll try it after this.

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Camila, Camila, Camila... that was pretty good.

I wasn't a fan of "Cry for Me" as stated earlier, but this live performance sounded much better, and she gave better vocals here than when she recorded it. The setup in the days of Marie Antoinette are based on Madonna's iconic "Vogue" performance at the MTV VMAs, but was almost entertaining. This actually almost made me like the song. Almost.

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Time for an Update:
Jost and Che tackle Guiliani's "friends" being arrested , Trump lying about not knowing them, Trump bitching about a Fox News poll on his impeachment, Trump's other shit this week and CNN Equality Town Hall.
-Heidi Bowl returned as Bailey Gismert to review the box office smashes including It Chapter II and Joker, before being sad about her guy friends going of to college and mentions missing Leslie (Jones- whom I miss too). This is one of my favorite Update characters, continuously played nicely by Gardner.
Pete Dave returns! Yes, he's back to discuss new diseases. Fittingly. He hasn't missed a beat, with the same confidence and rank humor the got him the job - which he missed for a movie that'll no doubt go gangbusters at the BO. Maybe DC's movies are getting better from now on. We'll see, let's hope Grouch will be real.

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On PBS' broadcast of an old music variety show The Bob Rogers Show, a folk band perform their classic. It's raunchy. And hilarious. The song brilliantly flips the script on sweet, sappy 60s songs with lyrics that would be more fitting on hard rock 'n roll.  Plus the designer staff perfectly brought the styles to life, making Harbour, Kate, and Aidy look like the Mamas and the Papas riff they're supposed to be. Plus, I love the end  the latter two embrace and where the camera pulls away from the cheap-ass set and the SFX turn back to HD color. Love when they do that.

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Have you and your father been drifting apart?
Need some bonding time.
Well, check out the Father-Son Podcast Microphone.

While this one is obviously, overshadowed by the Grouch Trailer, this Pre-Tape still managed some laughs by Harbour and Kyle Mooney as a convincing dad ans offspring. The little talks and awkward silences and cuts to ads were side-splitting.

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Three siblings visit their loving grandparents, but they seem to forget the kids are here by getting fresh with each other.

The writing was weak, but the physical comedy was off the charts. Weird little sketch that made me thought it was almost 1AM.

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Camila returned for song #2, "Easy". Like the last one, Camila's live vocals made it more tolerable and even enjoyable for me. With excellent assistance from the backup singers and band, this performance is much better than the recording. And that dress... GOT DAYUMMMM!

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Dog Court. Genius.
Must be almost 1am.

This dumb sketch. This ridiculous sketch. This adorable sketch.

I have not much to say here. The K9s have melted my heart, the moment when the dog try to flee from the judge was hilarious, the boob-bleep was actually brilliant, and the one dog's response was Hil"Aruuu"ious.

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Okay. That was just as great as last week's episode!
David Harbour was fantastic for a first-timer - definitely game for all the sketches and supremely delivered - and surprisngly didn't look at all stonefaced with killer eyes like we see most of the time on Stranger Things. And Camila Cabello far exceeded my expectations; she's a really good live performer. The cast did spectacular as always, so did the writers. Whomever they picked up to created the cue scripts this year deserve a few gold stars from me so far. I think the Grouch sketch will be winning a few awards next year (no not just nominations - winning).

We're on our first hiatus of Season 45 next week - that gives me the big opportunity to review the premiere hosted by Woody Harrellson and musical guest (and Royal Wedding scene ripper-offer [according to some dancers] Billie Eilish. Please come back on the 26th when Chance the Rapper returns for time number four hosting episode four, the Halloween episode. Will we get a new David S. Pumpkins? I hope not; they'll try too hard.

I'm Andrew. Good Night.

SATURDAY/NIGHT\LIVE_FORTYFIVE=REVIEW: two -- Phoebe Waller-Bridge & Taylor Swift

Hey...

It’s back. My review of Saturday Night Live is back after… a fuck-ton hiatus. I know this blog is infamous for stopping reviews out of nowhere and keeping mum about them, leaving you all disappointed in me and  And I don’t blame you all for that, and for that I truly apologize. (That reminds me, I gotta finish Star vs. The Forces of Evil, review more new cartoons, not to mention Fifty-Difty-Doo!)

Things have gotten more hectic in my life since I didn’t finish season 41. I got a job, then another, left one job, stuck with the one I hated, got a better job, got a new computer, went to a few comic-cons, gone to a few special events and actually getting the courage self-esteem and will to live, live, live. So, if anything, it’s as if I needed a blog as a hobby to just pass the time. Now that my life is now in balance and I'm feeling better than I've been in years, I feel more alert and excited to do long form reviewing again.

As for the FFD! Thing, my internet cut off at the worst time as was halfway finished the TV shows reviews, making me miss the planned end date (which was the 50th anniversary of Scooby-Doo, Where Are You!’s debut), so this month I’ll finish the celebration and end of this month with the original on Halloween.

Anyway, back to SNL. Now that the show has returned for its landmark 45th season, I feel it’s time to man up and return to something long-form-ish to keep this site from recurring dormancy. And this is one of those somethings; I really enjoyed reviewing SNL for the 2-ish seasons I’ve done it, but lots of things caught up with my time to drop it. Also, to be honest, the more I watched it, the more I got bored with reviewing it. Nothing clever to say (and that’s most of the time), nothing much new to like, and I didn’t want to spend three more years saying “Why is Taran Killam is every sketch?” And yet I now have a full season to say “Why is Mikey Day in every sketch?” And you’ll just might see why later on.) So for now, I'll retry my review in a more live-blog format -- where I'll review the show and post my thoughts briefly at it goes along. Then rewite it to add more thoughts after clips of the sketches are posted on YT.

Now, the thing you want me to discuss before you rip out all your hair: episode two. This week, our host is red-hot British TV triple threat (creator/writer/actor) Phoebe Waller-Bridge. I know… next to dick about her. Nothing she made has been on my radar since the first time I heard her name. The only thing I do know is her work on Killing Eve -- an absolute badass humdinger of a TV show. Her work as showrunner during the first season was razor-sharp second-to-none. So I was wondering - why is the woman who wrote for Killing Eve doing Saturday Night Live?

This is why: 

Fleabag.

I never got to watch it, because it’s on Amazon. I hate Amazon because of the deplorable work conditions towards its workers. And it’s because of that, I've been out of the loop from it (poor me). I’ve heard of raving, glowing, phenomenal reviews to it, and its surprise wins at this year’s Primetime Emmy Awards (with PWB even beating alumni Julia Louis-Dreyfuss for Actress in a Leading Role in a Comedy Series) bolstered my surprise of it. Before even the nominations, I never heard of Fleabag outside of the name. In fact, this isn’t the first Fleabag I’ve ever heard of.
Until then this is the Fleabag I’ve ever known.

This character from The Oddball Couple, the 1975 Saturday morning cartoon based on The Odd Couple (the classic Neil Simon play and the iconic sitcom from which it was based). All I can assume is that they’re both self-assured, loud-mouth, sloopy, gratuitous slobs, but whatever that Fleabag does, this Fleabag can’t -- cause 97% of her actions can’t be shown Saturday mornings on ABC in 1975 (or any year with a 5 outside of premium cable).

I’m gonna guess that the show will be parodied in a sketch. Other than that, I think PWB will give a marvellous performance. She (along with the show) did win an award last week. They’ll be a match made international telly heaven.

Meanwhile, this week’s musical guest... is none other... than Tay-Tay.

Taylor Swift has had quite a last few years. After 1989’s era finally ended and we all shook it off for a new blank space to suit our style (...I’ll see myself out.), T-Swizzle then got caught in a war no one expected...or asked for or wanted with Kanye and Kim K. That manifested in her going into radio silence that lead up to slinky, slimy, slithering snapback with reputation… her worst record yet. In fact, during her last performance on SNL, “...Ready for It?” was a sludgy, screeching white-girl-rapping failure (nothing more to say that won’t make me laugh my bigger-than-hers ass off), and I don’t need permission to say what I think about her or her relationships, but thanks to “Call It What You Want”, I can say that I really think about the latter: meal tickets and remedies for her occasional writer’s block. But hey, at least she’s talented and her music is mostly real good and catchy. And I did get to see her during it’s stadium tour and she was fantastic.

Now, her latest LP, Lover hit the stores and interwebs, it’s… better. The songs are cheerful, optimistic, colorful, catchy and pretty well-written (at least from some singles I’ve heard so far). And it’s a real sweet syrupy strawberry letter to something she just can’t find but acts like she has it all over her… Love. “ME!” is about finding it with a guy while the singer(s) thinks other people are better than them (yes) (although hearing  "Hey, kids, spelling is fun!" makes me want to whack myself off with a flail), “You Need to Calm Down” is a lovely composition about her “support of the LGBTQ+ community while also telling everyone around her to get off her ass, and “the title track” is about loyalty to someone -- my personal favorite of the three. And I’d be excited to see them all (or two; cause duh) done live - preferably in front of the performance area specially dressed like the album cover.

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And here we go!
The Cold Open takes place in Washington, where President 45's "dream team" of VP 45 (Beck Bennett), AG William Barr (Aidy Bryant), and attorney-at-dim Rudy Guiliani (Kate McKinnon) try to gather themselves after the aftermath of Dump's impeachment inquiry. They're joined bu Mike Pompeo (surprise guest Matthew Broderick) who should be doing what he was voted to to. I loved this one; the usual heavy hitters are still in their A-game, the writing was top=notch, the direction and timing were perfect (Don Roy King deserved his Emmy), the appearance of Broderick was awesome, the snake as Stephen Miller was brilliantly... venomous. (Ehhh?) Great start.

Waller-Bridge makes her 8H debut, and her Monologue is sharp and smashing out of the gate, with a mind-blowing-ly meta assessment of the thing that happens after the thing that takes down the set of the CO, introducing the cast in a glossy, high-powered, expensive video that shows them in the city doing things they can't do if they weren't here, with them being happy because they get paid to do it.

The whole is a bunch of non-sequitur in a stream of consciousness that has Phoebe incredibly showing off while superb she is. Did she write this?? That explains why it was hilarious. (And yes, I'm trying my best to use as many British slang in ref to her all night, so buckle up mates, it's gonna be nigh bloody cricket).

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The Sketch After is a game show. Will Mikey or Kenan host? We shall see. See, we shall.

It's Kenan. The game is What's Wrong with This Picture, And Elliot Pants (christ) is the host. Three reaching morons try to figure out what's incorrect. The whole thing is uproarious from start to finish, with all contestants (Baby Aidy, Kyle Mooney and PWB) giving random answers that have Pants and us all losing our sanity with the hopes we'll get a raise tomorrow. Every line is hilarious, and Kenan's quiet hamminess is Delicious. If I did this show, I'd be armed. for my head.

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Next up, the Pre-Tape After takes a shit on Love Island. It's a reality show where the most obnoxious, over-makeuped and tanned people stay on an island. I would say this is spot-on, but since I don't watch the US version, I would've bashed my head with a steamroller. If I lived in the UK, I would've considered priesthood now that this rubbish exists.

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WANU 7 Mid-Day is on the air, and the anchors (PWB, Kenan, Ego Nwodin & Alex Moffit) are recapping the stories... before debating, hoopin' and a hollerin' while playing "GUESS WHAT RACE IT IS!"

If this isn't me and every other person with way too much time on civics and watch more than a half hour of BET...
This has to have been written by a black person and a very urban white person. But it was glorious. All the cast members and PWB rocked in this one, showing personalities you wouldn't (and shouldn't) see in your favorite news people doing sad stories  involving murder and larceny like it was the NFL Draft! Too much for the mainstream but perfect for some - me included.

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This next one has been done before. A man fighting in war (Mikey Day - this time as William) sending love letters to his love. Then she sends letters back that look like Dear John letters. It was hilarious the first time and worth continuing. This new installment is just as grand. PWB is supreme as Lydia, who doesn't seem to give a flying fig about William and is enjoying the time apart and destroying her husband loyalty (and self-esteem). The glee she gives him while he wants answers to everything is horrible... yet hilarious. William... get a new wife. Or at least... experiment.
Considering with snickers (from a different time),
Andrew (PS. I'm shagging with Lydia, haha)
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So, after commercial about her music on... AMAZAAAAHN! and the stupid Cats film...
https://youtu.be/8p0EW65CWmA?t=695

Taylor wift takes takes the Performance Area, looking like Kermit the Frog's new mistake-- I mean, flame  in a bright green room with scattered papers hung throughout performing Lover the title track from Lover the album (I knew it! [...the last one]). I really love this; Tay-Tay along performing on a player piano is a brilliant arrangement, and for this smooth, airy, charming song, it's one I still didn't expect or thought I'd love, but it's here. Her vocals are incredibly sweet and savory, and per piano playing was perfection.I didn't think to look forward to Swift performing live again, but like the liar and dirty, dirty cheat I am, I really actually did. And I'm happy for that.

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Time for an (Absolutely Needed) Update:

Jost and Che are back to tackle the Trumpechment Inquiry and do it flawlessly, tag-teaming the idiot-in-chief's countless public crimes, accusations against Joe Biden and his son Hunter, the moronic moat with alligators and snipers and hundreds of tweets bitching about the Impeachment Inquiry (plus the dim Nickleback Photograph tweet).
Remember when I hated these guys. I feel like shit now. They've come a long way.
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Kate McK returned as Elizabeth Warren and discussed her policy tactics, big money donors choosing 45 over her, and a random conspiracy theory about her rough-fucking a 24-year-old Marine. Kate kills it yet again, from the look and dress to Warren's Tilly Green-esque voice and mannerisms. The jokes left me gasping.
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Newest featured player Bowen Yang (shining bright after the...controversy surrounding another featured) makes his Update debut as Chen, talking his thoughts on the U.S' trade war with China. Yang's mannerisms and tenacity are infectious and was my favorite of the "guests" this edition.
I'll never not hear Tig Ol' Bitties ever again.
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Mikey appears as Mort Felder, an elderly commentator discussing Centenarian News, the accomplishments of 100year-old seniors... before blurting after Colin's praise that they died soon after. The joke is obvious and repetitive but the punchlines are clever, well-placed and well-spoken by Day, whose voice fits an old man a bit too much, but still works the gut-bust--I mean, side-split--uhh funny gag--joke very well.
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Well-done job by everyone this week. This second time around was amazing for Update. Even the groaners were good.

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Hello and welcome to "Royal Romance", introducing Jimmy J Robertson, a former 70s blaxploitation star who was later chillin' as a member of the Royal Family, married to a lesser-known duchess. Kenan shined like the bitch Thunderstick pumped in the head as Robertson , and I ate up his hamminess and swag like black licorice (which I hate), and the supporting cast was prim and proper in the "BBC Special".

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The sheet music blew away and is now replaced by a dimly-lit Performance Area flanked by equally-dimmed light bulbs and her now-appearing short-numbered band to perform "False God" (a new song I've just heard here first). I enjoy the production very much, same with the backup vocalists, the drummer, and especially Lenny Pickett -- THE guy behind the musical voice of SNL, the saxophone. Lenny was FUCKING AWESOME!!!
I'm so watching this the SECOND it hits YT.

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The Sketch Before the Goodnights takes place at a trailer-trash watering-hole, where four women (PWB, Cecily Strong, Baby Aidy and Kate McK) acting like members of the Buffalo Gals, try to woo (lightly speaking) a guy (BeckBenn) who wants what Lizzo wants to be -- a bad bitch, non-committal, before whacking him with with whatever bar items they can find. It's as glamorous and romantic as it sounds. It's as clear as the ladies' voices -- muddled, . But still chuckle-worthy. Mikey Daylenz had no right to be here (there it is), and Beck was forgettable. Who played the guy again? Anyway, weakest of the week, hands down and not worth last call. (Ehh??)

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So... that was bollocks. Oh wait, no... it was... bloody brilliant! The cast were all energized and electric and eclectric. PWB brought her own brand of humor (as far as I know; still gathering from the Mono) and it translated seamlessly. She was a first-timer, but acted as if she reached Five-Timer status. She was a fantastic host and deserves to come back. Whether Fleabag gets another season or not (with British telly, two seasons and 12 episodes can last a lifetime over there) or if she'll star in a blockbuster movie -- which she'll no doubt do soon (she's worked on the next James Bond film No TIme to Die and has starred in Albert Noobs, The Iron Lady, Goodbye Christopher Robin and Solo and Rouge One: A Star Wars Stor(ies) {if you watched either]), at this point in time, if you didn't watch Fleabag, you now know who Phoebe Waller-Bridge. And with this review, you will happily never forget her. She's here to stay, rest of America. Enjoy her like you enjoy... whatever one British show you watch (or have watched before). Let's say... Crashing?? ...wait, what's that?

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Anyway, next week, David Harbour, star of Netflix's smash Stranger Things (a show I have heard of; it's American. lol) is the next newcomer to Studio 8H, joined by another newcomer, Camilla Cabello. I've heard of both. I like Harbour.
And I hope you enjoyed this review, and my new live-update format. If you have something to say about my new reviewing style, let me know in the comments section below. If you don't... well, I got your pageview anyway. That proves you were here.
Goodnight old chaps, beans, and old floggers and "Take a look at my big, black ass!"

Fifty-Difty-Doo!: 8 - A Pup Named Scooby-Doo

Welcome back, everyone, to Fifty Difty Doo!

After the… success of The 13 Ghosts of Scooby-Doo, ABC awarded the franchise and the particular series’ staff with… nothing. After 13 Ghosts’ four-month run in 1985, Scooby-Doo never had another series, effectively ending the verse’s original run on the Alphabet network. (Heck, the reruns never aired either) For a time, it seemed like the kiddos would never see their favorite Great Dane and his height-, weight- and gender-assorted companions of Mystery Incorporated battling evil non-humans or humans convoluted-ly cosplaying as non-humans destroying facets of humanity ever again…

That is until 1988, when Jennie Trias (then head of children's programming at ABC and huge fan of Scooby-Doo) wanted to bring back our favorite ralking rog in a big, bold new way. She went to Tom Ruegger, whom was a writer and story editor for the franchise for the five years to that point, on an idea to breathe new life into the new show. He wanted the gang to freak out Tex Avery-style, while she wanted a stronger appeal with the kids. The two decided to converge their ideas and thus Scooby was reborn.

Ladies and gentlemen, He’s A Pup Named Scooby-Doo.



Welcome to Coolsville, a snappy, groovy, awesome, happenin’ town with the sensibilities of green grass, rockin' music, malt-shops, model Ts, apple pie, kids playing and all the ease and fun worth living in, and the monsters and ghosts possibly not worth living in.

Our favorite gang of Mystery Inc-- uhh, I mean, the Scooby-Doo Detective Agency (that’s what their collective was named at the time) are now children. Despite the prequel plot and their younger ages, they’re still solving mysteries and saving the day in Coolsville (a town the kids live in, with that name revealed in the series).

The characters in A Pup Named, Scooby-Doo are completely different from those we’ve known throughout the Scoobyverse thus far. Instead of having personalities that are usually found in regular teenagers, these kid versions are more exaggerated versions of the gang we knew and loved then (and still know and love now).
--Daphne is a vapid, stuck-up, pampered rich girl with an unbelievable for ghosts you’ll never hear the end of. (Picture Jackie Burkhardt from That 70s Show but less... lovestruck.)
--Velma is much more quiet and introverted with her speaking even one word being a quick surprise to the rest of the agency. (funnily enough, her trait originally was speaking just one word [you know that word]
--And Fred is a loud, dim conspiracy-theorizing loon
-While all three went through noticeable changes in character with this series to more entertaining and memorable returns, Daph and Vel’s redo’s are nothing compared to Freddy’s. While the girls had good traits (Daphne was the pretty, sweet girl with glamorous style and penchant to be captured by creepy grown men in costumes, and Velma was known for her heightened smarts and analytics and penchant to lose her glasses), Fred goes through it the most; for much of the Scoobyverse, Fred was just the leader --  the basic, standard leader without much of a personality. Sure, he’s sweet, smart, caring and a great leader (and personally, I dig Fred as much as the rest of the gang - maybe even more), but the most you’d remember about him is his usual outfit and the fact the orange ascot he wears that most casual fans would first think of him that comes to mind.
--Shaggy & Scooby are the same. Cause how could you crank up what was already ridiculous?
-And speaking of Shaggy, in this series, we finally reveal his first name: Norville. (Not a bad name -- pretty distinguished, actually. But I can see why he got Shaggy as a nickname. Cause what person would name their child that?)

--And to really prove that the gang are kids on A Pup Named…, three-fifths of the gang also got new voice actors. For Daphne, Kellie Martin replaces Stephaniana Christopherson and Heather North; For Velma, Christina Lang replaces Nicole Jaffe, Pat Stevens, and Marla Frumkin (oy); and For Fred, Carl Stevens replaced Frank Welker. And in Fred’s case, APN… is the only Scooby series in which Welker does not voice Fred (he does take on other roles here). Shaggy and Scooby are the only characters to keep their original voice actors -- Casey Kasem and Don Messick, respectively. (In fact, Kasem and Messick have voiced Shag and Scoob since Where Are You! Back in 1969. That’s quite a feat, and well deserved. Cause no one can voice the two like these guys… (Well, we’ll get to their replacements soon. And they’re very good.)
Back to the young voice actors, they give great performances of their characters. Martin performs young Daphne’s posh, vain and snobby yet alert and caring characteristics and sarcastic and un-enthused wit wonderfully; Lang brilliantly portrays the understated yet well-bred intelligence of Velma (in fact she was initially planned to say just “Jinkies!”, but thankfully she got more lines which work in Lang’s favor); and Stevens played off the wild, gonzo, and borderline-scatterbrained antics and untenable, unflappable voice of Freddy (in fact, I think Steven’s performance is my favorite of the cast because of the work he puts in to Freddy’s dimness, even as his voice dropped as he Reveled In Puberty).

Despite the changes in the gang not named Shaggy or Scooby (whom ironically are the most normal of the gang now), A Pup Named Scooby-Doo features some of the best friendship moments of the franchise. Besides Scoob and Shag being the best buds ever as usual, . Like the gang going to the defense of , and the best moment of all: when in "The Computer Walks Among Us", Velma is accused of thefts taking place thanks to her computer, with the rest of the gang believing she really did the crime (Freddy immediately points the finger, while Daph and Shag come close before changing their minds). Scooby was the only one who believes she's innocent, and stuck by her to the very end, even refusing Scooby Snax to go into a dark closet! He only does so for Velma. (Don't worry, she's cleared, thank Jebus). This and many moments between Scooby and Velma are one of my favorite moments of the series. They were written real well and showcase just how cute they are; and not just because he's acting sweet to her for some more Scooby Snax.

While this series boasts the most openly outlandish version of the gang yet-- nah, ever (*remembers Be Cool…*) oh yeah right, yet, A Pup Named Scooby-Doo also includes one of the franchise’s most memorable and equally-eccentric secondary characters ever--(*remembers Mystery Incorporated*) wait… I mean, up to that point.

The most dickish of them all: Red Herring.
Red is the neighborhood bully. No matter what the kid or time of day, he’s always there to beat up and terrorize to his ever-indignant self-gratification. He’s also the main (and only) target of accusation and ire from Freddy during investigations. I find him entertaining and only a bit annoying because of his incessant bullying of the gang. He obviously doesn’t deserve Fred’s finger-pointing, but really deserves his comeuppance for the crap he throws against pretty much everyone that isn’t him. Plus, the performance by Scott Menville also well-done and well worth the praise and fond nostalgia. (Also, the one episode where he isn't falsely accused of a crime. Check that out.)

Since A Pup Named… takes place in the early 60’s (before WAY! [1969 when they were teenagers]), the background music and tone on the show is heavily inspired by two of the most iconic genres of the medium -- Rock n’ Roll and Motown. As a kid growing up in a household that plays classic R&B, R&R and soul, the incidental compositions played were just a big plus. (And since I’m black, it awakens my love of the unadulterated, powerful, well-constructed and repeatedly-stolen--I mean replicated sounds of my family’s enders’ youth that’s ever so intristically and complexly linked in my DNA.) The music speed goes from usually goes from brief and soft (the start of an episode), to snappy midtempo (when the gang begins their detective-ing) to fast, fun and uptempo (during monster chase scenes). The BGM is fun to hear no matter what clip or tone is used… and no matter how many times you hear a variation of “Scooby(-Dooby)-Doo” over and over. It’s like the world’s first use of subliminal messaging by something towards itself (...or towards the 38 versions of itself, I dunno). And I still dance in my seat and using along whenever the stock “Doo-Doo Scooby” song plays.

And speaking of music, let’s quickly discuss the theme song. It’s awesome.
Throughout it’s short runtime, it mentions the S-D.D.A., their work, the plot and atmosphere and the wacky tone of the series. Just like the incidental music, it also has inspirations from rock n' roll and7 Motown, and it shows throughout its runtime. The lyrics well encapsulates the Motown influence, and are brilliant and catchy. The cat who sang the theme did a damn great job too. The title sequence is also brilliant with its taste of the series through visual aids-like peeks of the Agency, said work, plot and tone. It all plays together incredibly and is so much far and away one of my definitive favorites of the Scooby-Doo TV series theme songs.

The writing is on the same footing as The 13 Ghosts of Scooby-Doo: self-parody, sight gags, self-referential humor and breaking the fourth wall. As a kid, I loved the humor on this, because I loved wacky, breathless, fast-paced, over-your-head humor (amongst many types). That’s why Looney Tunes, Tom & Jerry and other classic cartoons like them (Seriously, thank God for CN and Boom; but considering the wild things I’ve done parroting moments from these ) Even though through research that it actually wasn’t as praised as it is today. Back when it first aired, APN… was derided by critics for its limited, recycled animation (even though pretty much every other Hanna-Barberra production till this point was known for it), heavy use of parody, by-the-book, paint-by-numbers plots and being one the big trend in the 80s and 90s of baby/kid versions of popular cartoons. Several fans of Where Are You! Also dislike A Pup Named… because of the aforementioned reasons, and also because of the change in character (or dumbing-down) of Fred. While I agree that Fred’s drop in intelligence and overexcitement in his conspiracies is irritating half the time, but I still find it funny. Plus, Fred is a kid on this show (which takes place before WAY!), and - if you think about it - becomes more mature and competent come Where Are You!. (Although his change in character is a different discussion for a different day) That’s (literally) their opinion, and I’m cool with it but clearly mine is the opposite.

I also love the animation, which is the most smooth, warm, bright and colorful the franchise has ever been up to that point. Even taking out the Tex Avery-style freakout reactions, the characters’ movements and expressions are more rubbery and fluid in comparison to (literally?) almost every other S-D show before it. The designs of the characters not only are really cute - especially Scooby, Velma and like Shaggy’s baby sister Maggie (known as Sugie) - they perfectly represent the decade APN… takes place (as if it needed any difficulty). And even if they’re meant to be much less threatening and seen in a more lighthearted limelight, they still look sorta menacing, and that’s impressive.

While my love for the franchise is strong (as you’ll see here), I think few
 series have been a major part of my young cartoon-watching life: Where Are You!, New S-D Movies, and A Pup Named -- with this one being second in the few that I hold near and dearly. I’ve watched APN… near-religiously when I was a young cat; whichever network it was on -- Cartoon Network or Boomerang, whichever chance I get, I watch. The kid versions of the characters I already knew and love related and resonated with me in a lot of ways. (because they’re kids, I can watch in a way I was cool with). Ironically, rewatching as an adult makes it all the more entertaining; catching jokes, gags and character tics again and more closely and clearly makes them much more funnier and memorable.

I’m very grateful for this series. It was still around in reruns at a time I didn’t know I needed it, it was always at a time I’d watch fully and it was always entertaining -- especially these days when I’m aware of everything else that made it so iconic. Truly one of the best series in the Scoobyverse by far.

It’s just as well, because it really is interesting that the best series of the franchise so far (to me at least) turned out to be a reboot of it.

And in two weeks, it all starts over again. Our favorite gang are back to being Mystery Inc., they’re back to solving mysteries around the world. And more importantly, they’re back to being teenagers… or are now adolescent; like, I dunno -- it’s still hard to tell.
It’s the return of Scooby-Doo! on television with - appropriately - What’s New, Scooby-Doo!

Later this week, in the meantime, it’s time to bridge the old guard with the new school, as I’ll review my favorites of the Scooby-Doo TV- and DTV-movies. (And maybe give small reviews of some more. We’ll see…), beginning with the first three TV-movies:
Scooby-Doo Meets the Boo Brothers (1987),
Scooby-Doo and the Ghoul School (1988) and
Scooby-Doo and the Reluctant Werewolf (also '88), along with
the hour-long special Scooby Goes Hollywood (1979).

See you then.

And that takes care of another review from me, Andrew Pollard & A Pup Named… (in his voice) “Rooby-Rooy-Roo!!”

Fifty-Difty-Doo!: The 13 Ghosts of Scooby-Doo

Greetings, mere mortals; ghosts, gremlins and ghouls alike.

You are about to enter a recollection so weak, so boring, so passe … other reviews are much more suffice.
Only you can reach the end and return to your possibly better lives…

because you clicked the link!

These are… The 13 Ghosts of Scooby-Doo.



This series is probably one of the best (if not the best) series of the franchise so far.
Oop, too early.

This series is the Scooby-Doo’s franchise’s series of firsts.
It’s the first to entirely drop the same old of mysteries involving “guy-in-costume” monsters and even actual monsters and have our favorite gang face real ghosts. It’s the first to drop the format of a story involving such for a story arc involving capturing said ghosts. It’s the first (if not one of the first) to use self-referential humor. It’s the first series to officially last just one season. It’s the first series where the Mystery Machine got an upgrade. And It’s also the first where Daphne and Shaggy have an overhaul to their usual outfit.
So much to handle.

This series begins with Daphne and S-Club 3 (Scooby, Shaggy and Scrappy) on what they think is the start of a trip (on their own plane no less; don’t ask how they got it -- that never got a ref) to Hawaii, but get sidetracked by Scooby misreading the map leading the gang to go to the Himalayas instead. But the troubles have only begun, as in a nearby castle, two ghosts - Bogel and Weerd - await them. Their plan is for one of them to open a chest that encrypts 13 of the most evil, dangerous and terrifying demons the world has never seen. And since you already know what happens next, we’ll get to that. Shag and Scoob are tricked Bogel and Weerd into opening… The Chest of Demons. During that time, the crew - and us the viewers - meet Flim Flam McScam (voiced by Susan Blu) - a child con artist who’s trouble for the local village he pillaged, and Vincent Van Ghoul - a mystick warlock with a brilliant sense of magic and a penchant for a damn good evil laugh (yes, the good old guy has an evil laugh); he was modelled after and voice by the one and only man/myth/legend Vincent Price. These two come became part of Mystery Inc. world by chance. Flim Flam joined after trying to scam the gang and later helped get their plane back, and now help them on their trek to capture the 13 Ghosts. Van Ghoul meanwhile helped the gang with his magic and contacted them by crystal ball from his place of residence (one with his person and the other en route with the group). On the other side of the coin, the ghosts did everything in their power to stop Mystery Inc. and Flim Flam from ending their plans of ruining some part of the planet and whomever inhabited it and sending them back into the Chest, with Bogel and Weerd as their second-hand henchmen. It’s almost a fight to the afterlife to capture all of the Ghosts and a return to (some) normalcy.

Let’s start with a walk on the dark side:
Up to this point, Scooby-Doo has been pretty scary (emphasis on pretty) with splotches of goofy, touches of cheesy and a big old dash of corny. But it also was entertaining and memorable -- for many reasons bad and good. This series meanwhile took scary and cranked it up to 12 AND A HALF, MEN. Instead of guys in a costume (some of such were genuinely menacing) that want to steal money and scare people away from a random warehouse, the following are actual spirits that commit some messed-up shit.
So let’s meet the haunted hoosegow :
Maldor the Malevolent - a Dark Age warlock who can fight you for a certain shiny utensil.
Queen Morbidia - a bossy ruler with a spider for a minion
Reflector Specter - the mirror demon that can trap victims in a parallel dimension
Zomba - transporter to media
Captain Ferguson - leader of a cruise ship the gang travelled on
Nicara - an enchantress that can steal a warlock’s powers with a kiss
Marcella - a witch from another dimension wanting freedom
Time Slime - a time-travelling ghost that can show a bad future
Demondo - who can trap you in random objects (including comic books)
Rankor - a vampire demon
Professor Phantasmo - the evil ringmaster of a haunting travelling circus
and Zimbulu - a lion demon

These ghosts do some unspeakable travesties  throughout the series and didn’t care about who or what was left in their wake barely in one piece (living almost literally be damned). While few ghosts have made me cringe with a chill, this motley crew left me almost screaming something fierce and fearing the dark during the day. Lord alive, these ones were not to be messed with.
There was a reason they were stored in the Chest of Demons in the first place.

Back to Bogel and Weerd, they’re an interesting duo. What they want more than anything is for the 13 Ghosts to acknowledge them. So they want outright dim fools to open the Chest of Demons to unleash them, kiss their backsides and be their bootlickers (enter Shaggy and Scooby). Evil and cunning, yes. But after Episode 1, these two knuckleheads become more (and very, I might add) entertaining. Their attempts to help the Ghost of the Half-Hour succeed in destroying a part of the world and piece of humanity (and smooching their ass sore) is nothing short of hilarious. They certainly add levity to the buzzsaw-cutting tension and scares throughout the series. Their banter certainly was one of the main things to love, even if the are the main recurring villains of the series.

The characters of this series have a lot going for them here (starting on our main four):
--Daph continues her role from The New Scooby-Doo (and Scrappy-Doo Show/Mysteries) as the brilliant leader and is now more of an action girl, actually fighting against the monsters to save the day. Plus, her new outfit of a tracksuit is perfect, as her dress and scarf aren’t worth acing off against these
--Scrappy continues on his maturity streak, abstaining from fighting random tall dudes for no reason (although seriously he can do it) and is just as aware of the craziness as Daph. Although he talks a lot here. (Nope, still not annoying to me.)
--Shaggy & Scooby are still their usual goofy dippy selves, but even they get serious here. And their iconic friendship and loyalty is as strong and powerful as ever here, and is tested in heartbreaking ways in a few episodes (especially “It’s a Wonderful Scoob” when a ghost exposes Scoob to a bad future where everyone is trapped in horrible fates, Shag screams at him in painful insanity for his return after he quits the gang temporarily.

It’s very refreshing to see our favorite gang solidify their traits from the last... (either two shows or one series) and become a more awesome team to fight the villains.

And now let’s meet the new members of the team:
Flim Flam (as mentioned earlier) is a child con artist. While his oil selling is irritating the people of the Himalayan village he frequents, he does become somewhat more useful when he helps, saves and joins Mystery Inc. on their journey. Emphasis on somewhat, because his plans rarely go what and befallen the gang into more turmoil. Fortunately, his work with the rest does save the day.
Here’s a shock: Flim Flam... doesn’t really annoy me. And even funnier, I expected to find him annoying before watching. I see him as an okay character, and someone who’s able to help the rest of the team whenever necessary - goof ups aside. Anyway, I find this funny: while Scrappy-Doo is seen as the abomination that forever tainted the franchise (the hell he did), he’s generally not the most hated thing about The 13 Ghosts -- Flim Flam is. I can understand why (maybe), but to me he’s not as reprehensible as many other people do find him. He’s a-okay in my book, but I do find his scratchy voice (by Susan Blu) pretty irritating in some episodes, his confidence and cockiness being obnoxious, his flip-flopping between overconfident cockiness and begging not to be hurt being aggravating, his somehow being friends with Vincent (he affectionately calls him Vince [ironically, Shaggy once called him just that, and Van Ghoul shaded him for it]) baffles me, although his friendship with Scrappy is pretty cute…



Oh. Never mind.

And finally, probably the real reason why The 13 Ghosts is awesome and is still fondly remembered years after its first airing is Vincent Van Ghoul. As a warlock, he is incredible incarnate. His powers are awe-inspiring. His voice is both chilling and charming (with brilliant touches of comic seriousness in it too; the guy does it well). His suit game is on-point. And he has the most awesome evil laugh any hero can produce. Makes sense, as he is modeled after and voiced by Vincent freakin’ Price. And when I hear him speak, I’m caught on every word; his voice has so much charm, charisma and character, whether he’s being serious or funny (or even both), is calm or hammy, you’ll know you’re in for his own brand of entertaining in any in every episode. And it’s very clear Mr. Price himself had a grand old time in the booth portraying the character the producers made for him. And the fact that the producers made Van Ghoul for Mr. Price and based much on him and the characters he portrayed throughout his legendary career, says so much - like they loved his works and thought he’d be perfect to star in a Scooby-Doo series. Sweet Trilogy of Terror, they were so right. Whether good guy or not, Mr. Van Ghoul was - still is - and always will be one of the best characters in all of the Scooby-Doo franchise.


Now a bit about the tone: It’s scary as shit. But it’s also funny as fuck.
As I said earlier, The 13 Ghosts is the scariest and darkest incarnation of the S-D franchise. Actual ghosts committing actual carnages that would scare even The 10,000 Volt Ghost, Miner 49er and the Ice Cream Ghosts into fetal positions; characters going through shit that would put them in an insane asylum; and animation that some probably wouldn’t even watch in the day. While its dark tone is brilliantly done, so is its funny side. The humor was also cranked up to beyond bizarre levels. Besides the usual goofy antics of Scooby and Shaggy, sight gags of many types were featured and written very well. And I think the reason why is because had these gags and the ramped-up humor not been a part of The 13 Ghosts, there’s a chance the horror and thriller aspects would scare and turn off young viewers, causing them to turn off ABC during its timeslot. Even without that in consideration, The 13 Ghosts has to be the funniest Scooby-Doo series I’ve ever seen (and so far, the last was New Scooby and Scrappy). It’s use of breaking the fourth wall is also a plus; really, it’s so blatant, it’s like the characters are saying to you “Yes, we just broke the fourth wall”, without ever uttering it. And it’s like they had a hundred fourth walls at the ready for one joke and get three more for the next;  And as someone who loves referencing self (especially in the deprecating type causeImugly), The 13 Ghosts is chock full of SRH; what with punchlines based on from Scooby’s raccent, the ghosts being weirded out by the main group’s randomness, the show itself, the franchise itself, how everyone got on random outfits and props out of thin air (unless they came from Flim Flam’s hoodie pocket), this show went way past out there to be funny, and it worked. All of this can make your head spin if you think hard about it, but it makes you laugh your butt off when you just go with it.
Really, you’ll be on the floor in seconds.

If you’re well-versed on the Scoobyverse -- or even if you’re not, the work on The 13 Ghosts is by the staff fronted by a dude by the name of Tom Ruegger (whom has worked with the franchise before starting with New Scooby-Doo and Scrappy-Doo, and later gained heightened praise throughout the 90s as creator and producer of Tiny Toon Adventures and Animaniacs, along with being  the next series in the franchise). Honestly, this guy is incredibly talented and deserves high regard in the television animation industry. There’s no end to his genius.

Oh, and speaking of no end, The 13 Ghosts of Scooby-Doo infamously ended its 13-episode run on December 7, 1985 with Mystery Inc, Flim Flam and Vincent capturing only 12 ghosts. This was a shocking development that made me wonder why. But since typical Saturday morning cartoons were usually 13 episodes long (previously 16 or 17 in the first season, then to 8 for some reason in the second [seriously can someone explain this to me please?]). Also, it was a smart call to have the first episode set up the overall story and get the gang and Flim Flam on their way to find fight and capture the titular collective of ceased colorful criminals, with Mr. V helping from afar and doing whatever Vincent Van Ghoul do that’s too cool for school. But that leaves twelve episodes left; why did we have a steady stream of one ghost per episode? It would’ve been better to have one or two episodes that have two ghosts team up and get captured. Plus, in my opinion, I didn’t like that the ghosts were introduced sometime after the start of an episode. Either way, it would’ve been great for just one more episode that introduced the 13th and last ghost and have the gang fight it in a bang-up of a final battle that finally brings The 13 Ghosts of Scooby to a fiery and satisfying conclusion…

Oh wait, there is.

Scooby-Doo! And the Curse of the 13th Ghost.
On February 5, 2019, Warner Bros. Home Entertainment released a direct-to-video feature film follow-up to the series, and it more than does give us that...along with more questions. The main characters are back with Fred and Velma joining the ride and a fantastic performance by Maurice LaMarche as Ms. Van Ghoul (taking over for Mr. Price, whom passed years after its non-ending). I’ll give it a review soon.

But for now, this is the end. The end of Scooby-Doo on ABC, the end of the original incarnation(s) of Scooby-Doo, and the end of a legendary franchise. For now…

Next week, Scooby is reborn. Join him and Mystery Inc as they solve mysteries… while they’re still in elementary school, and he’s barely house-trained. He’s A Pup Named Scooby-Doo.

For now, though, tis the end of another passible review to another rip-roaring, wild, crazy and iconic show seen anew. I'm Andrew Pollard,saying "Rooby-Rooby-Roo!"