Dijon: SNL Appearance and What Even Is It?
So, SNL's still kicking in 2025? Color me shocked. I figured it would've been swallowed whole by TikTok years ago. But here we are, apparently, with Melissa McCarthy hosting and some dude named Dijon providing the background noise on December 6th.
McCarthy: Still Funny, or Just Familiar?
McCarthy... okay, I'll give her credit, she can be funny. Bridesmaids was a decade ago, though. Is she gonna trot out the same schtick? The loud, physical comedy? It felt tired back then. I mean, seriously, what new ground is there to cover? Hollywood's dried up, and SNL's been mining the same comedic veins since, what, Belushi? At least Glen Powell hosted an episode before this one, so maybe there's still some hope for fresh talent. I'm not holding my breath, offcourse.
And Dijon? Never heard of him. Is this some attempt to be hip? To grab the Gen Z crowd who probably think Lorne Michaels is a dinosaur? Maybe it's a ploy to get me to buy dijon mustard. Who knows. SNL Returns Dec. 6th with Host Melissa McCarthy, Musical Guest Dijon - Bleeding Cool News
SNL's Emmy Addiction: A Sign of the Apocalypse?
113 Emmys. Let that sink in. 113 golden statues for a show that’s been phoning it in for at least half its run. It's like giving a participation trophy to a marathon runner who walked the whole thing. It's not an achievement; it's a symptom. A symptom of an industry that's so desperate to pat itself on the back that it'll reward mediocrity disguised as legacy. We're celebrating longevity over quality here, people. And don't even get me started on the Broadcasting Hall of Fame. What's next, the Reality TV Hall of Shame?
Speaking of legacy, SNL premiered in '75. I wasn't even a glint in my dad's eye back then. Now, it's broadcasting from Studio 8H. You know, the place where they probably filmed black and white TV back in the day. It's like a museum piece at this point.
The Cast of Thousands: More Bodies, Less Soul
Michael Che, Colin Jost, Kenan Thompson... the usual suspects. They're like the furniture at this point. Comfortable, familiar, but ultimately just taking up space. Then there's a whole slew of "featured players" and "newcomers." Seriously, how many people does it take to write a decent sketch these days? It used to be all about the writing, now it's about the sheer volume of bodies on stage, hoping something, anything, will stick. Remember when SNL actually launched careers? Now it's a launching pad to, what, a guest spot on a streaming show no one watches?
And what about the new writers? Jack Bensinger, Jo Sunday, Maddie Wiener... Look, no offense to these folks, but are they really gonna bring the fire? Or are they just gonna churn out another round of celebrity impressions and tired political jokes? Are they going to be writing about Dijon mustard chicken? It's like hiring a bunch of interns to run a Fortune 500 company.
So, What's the Real Problem?
SNL's not funny anymore. There, I said it. It's a legacy act clinging to relevance, desperately throwing names at the wall and hoping something sticks. It's the comedic equivalent of a band that peaked in the '80s still touring with one original member and a bunch of hired guns. It's sad. It's predictable. And honestly, it's insulting to anyone who remembers when SNL was actually groundbreaking.
Give Me a Break...
It's not coming back, is it?