This week’s Saturday Evening Dwell host, Timothée Chalamet, rode away with the present on his beloved tiny horse—in varied costumes together with a white boy rapper’s balaclava, a failed musician’s soul patch, and Troye Sivan’s little purple underwear. He rapped, he danced, he dapped, he learn us a bedtime story, he broke after getting a spanking from Kenan Thompson’s Cornel West for being a naughty Smokecheddadaasssgetta. Someone in wardrobe is already stitching this boy a five-timer smoking jacket due to how clean and recreation a sketch comedy performer he’s.
Chalamet took the steps right down to the stage in a single exuberant leap, trying stunning in black and gold, equal components curl and cheekbone. And now that the SAG strike is over, he was free to debate greater than his new fragrance business for Martin Scorsese. “Include me,” he beckoned to the viewers in old-timey sing music, “and also you’ll be in a world of shameless self-promotion.” Wonka Wonka Wonka Fandango Hugh Grant. Marcello Hernandez, the rising hunk of the solid, interrupted Chalamet with an invite to modify gears. So from “Pure Creativeness,” we seesawed to 2 guys rapping about how we shouldn’t be misled by their child faces. “Childlike demeanor, however I’m full grown,” promised Chalamet. “I received trapped in her boobies, received my ass Dwelling Alone!”
Later, we went behind the scenes of discovering simply the suitable narrator for the audio ebook of Britney Spears’ memoir The Lady in Me. (I might give absolutely anything for a transcript of the particular opening telephone name from Michelle Williams’ agent pitching her the thought.) In fast hearth, SNL hit us with impressions of ingeniously absurd candidates. Hats off to Molly Kearney’s wordless, sheepish Kevin James. Cheers to Chloe Fineman’s Natasha Lyonne, although I’d have been simply as delighted if the digicam had merely lingered on the ashtray overflowing with cigarette butts. Bravo to Bowen Yang’s Fred Schneider from the B-52s, shaking his maracas, and Fineman’s drowsy, mouth filled with gum Julia Fox. However the trophy right here goes to James Austin Johnson’s Werner Herzog, droning from beneath the ocean about NSYNC’s fascination with hip hop tradition. “I’m entranced by this Floridian vernacular,” his Herzog sighed with have an effect on.
You might really feel a collective gasp rise from the beds and sofas of hipsters throughout the nation when Chalamet reunited with the Claymation horse he’d cherished and misplaced in his authentic internet hosting go to. “There he’s, my tiny horse!” serenaded Chalamet. Alas, Tiny Horse had exploded in dimension beneath the affect of an evil emperor bent on destroying humanity—utilizing Chalamet’s cheekbones as lightning rods. As soon as the clay buddy was reminded of his pure and noble coronary heart, peace and order had been restored, and Tiny Horse was honored together with his personal bumper for the episode.
