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What could be more reliable than a Will Ferrell-hostedSNL?
As usual, this weeks sketches are presented here in order from best to worst.
(Unlike the cold open, writers invested in this 12-minute whopper of a sketch.)
She pouts, leaves, and then dad loses it.
Dad in particular spouts lots of carefully crafted specifics that show off the quality of the writing.
It is, in fact, Ryan Reynolds, which sends Ferrell into a freaky teenage tizzy.
Ferrell cant make jokes or deliver lines or do anything other than his loud Tracy Morgan impression.
Then everyone bonds over corn in their stool.
All in all, its slippery and smart enough to remain interesting despite its willful precociousness.
Also, when its 3 a.m., he refuses to go home.
Again, Ferrells dedication really brings the bit off the page.
This open is little more than a short recap of headlines with not much mettle to it.
Is Baldwin having any fun?
Is Ferrell doing a Sondland impression?
The rest of the family cant stop giggling about what happened, because everybody thinks you ripped one.
The solution: Heinz Relax.
Rather than a fart sound, an entirely new sound comes out of the bottle.
While Ferrell plays a nice pariah, its a less-than-interesting fart joke followed by a less-than-interesting sex gag.
(And Cecily Strong giggles at Ferrell throughout.)
The latter is a better Ferrell showcase than several sketches that did make air.
Next up: Jennifer Lopez hosts on December 7, with DaBaby as musical guest.
