Between freelancing and preparing for another Supper Club event, I ended up so busy that I couldn't swing my usual daily posts.
The good news is that despite my total absence here since last Tuesday, I had a terrific health week. (More on that in my weigh-in post, coming soon.)
Here are my Short Cuts for the week:
- I finally watched Splice, which I added to our DVR during HBO Free Preview Weekend. Is there anything more fun than a premium cable channel free preview? I was mesmerized by the film, which was a surprisingly intimate character exploration, not a sci-fi horror as it was advertised. (Much like the film I mentioned last week, I understand why the marketing team did this, but I'm bummed that it missed its audience.)
- It's nice to have our regular shows back. I've been enjoying How I Met Your Mother especially. The use of flash-forward (the wedding, the labor, the goat, etc) is an excellent way to entice audiences to keep coming back. It definitely works on me, anyway. I'd like to use that structure in an upcoming project, myself.
- It's weird not to have new 30 Rock until mid-season. I miss it. But it's nice to have reruns in syndication for the first time.
- This week's Saturday Night Live was the best I've seen in years. Which brings me to today's topic.
Here's my favorite sketch from Saturday. In this sketch, she sexually harasses a coworker. With balloons.
It was hard to pick a favorite. She was so different in, and so committed to, each of them. Knocks each one out of the park. Blows almost every other guest host away.
More proof that this is her hour: she's on the cover of Hollywood Reporter this week. When was the last time a plus-sized woman graced that cover? Roseanne?
It's not just that she totally stole the biggest female-starring comedy from the higher-billed actresses this summer. It's not just that she won an Emmy for best actress in a comedy. Or even that she's plus-sized and in her forties. It's that she seems totally comfortable in her skin while doing all of it.
On top of all that, she just announced she'll be starting her own clothing line. Count me in, Melissa. Count me in.
Not to mention the fact rumor has it that in an upcoming film, Melissa may be paired romantically with my other favorite SNL host (who happens to be my preferred flavor of eye candy), Jon Hamm. I. Can't. Wait.
But the thing that makes me most excited about her growing stardom is her new production company. Because I dream of casting her in the script I've been writing (on and off) for five years - called Yoga For Fat Girls. She would be a perfect Maggie. And if I can just finish this thing, maybe someday, she will be.