"Superstar" is Molly Shannon's turn to establish that watching an SNL skit for 90 minutes is only slightly less painful than watching Richard Simmons on crack, belting out Rodgers and Hammerstein tunes.
Like some sort of humor terrorist malignantly releasing his plague upon the world, Bruce McCulloch has given us "Dog Park" and "Superstar" over the course of three short weeks. Perhaps we should start calling him Ringo. One suddenly gets a really clear picture of just exactly how Kids in the Hall worked. While Bruce was running around banging on the drums, the other members stood in circle off to the side and plotted, "Now just remember, don't let him sing."
Of course, this fiasco isn't all Bruce's fault. Chris Rock recently noted during the "Saturday Night Live" 25th anniversary special that the people in the room were responsible for making some of the worst movies ever made. Apparently, Lorne Michaels' goal is to set the bar so low that he'll be able to make his dream film -- a cop buddy action film starring Tony Rosato and Charles Rocket.
"Superstar" is Molly Shannon's turn to establish that watching an SNL skit for 90 minutes is only slightly less painful than watching Richard Simmons on crack, belting out Rodgers and Hammerstein tunes. If it'll save anyone some time and money, the big payoff in "Superstar" -- its equivalent to the Meg Ryan orgasm scene in "When Harry Met Sally" -- is Mary Katherine Gallagher kissing a tree. She's preparing for an eventual kiss with Sky (Will Ferrell), and that's basically the whole story.
This begs the question: How many writing geniuses over at SNL does it take to screw in a light bulb? Answer: It's really, really dark over at SNL.
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