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Apparently, Having Zooey Deschanel on SNL Merits Multiple Guest Appearances

First of all, I have no idea whether or not I like Zooey Deschanel. It is very difficult to figure out. Sure, she is all “adorkable” (or whatever we’re supposed to call her), and she sounds a bit like a female Kermit the Frog (who we obviously love), and quite frankly after seeing The Descendants, I’m kind of into ukulele at the moment, but—well, the cons are pretty much all the same things.


I do know that I pretty much entirely enjoyed this week’s Deschanel-hosted Saturday Night Live. 

First of all, my favorite quotation of the night (based the singular reason that it is a direct quote from almost every moment of my life, including earlier today at the Post Office when I asked: “Do you still sell two-cent stamps? Is that a thing?”—they do, it’s just not clear on the website)  came out of the fast-talking newspaper office sketch in which Deschanel’s character tries to fit in, fails, but “almost”makes it, exclaiming: “Hey! That was almost a thing! I almost did it! I think I’m gonna fit in here great, yay! [pause] Or not, whatever.”

It was great. Also, it was how I have felt at so many of my failed employment experiences. Except that one office where people hardly ever spoke and we took tea every day for 45 minutes. I fit in pretty well there.


My favorite Deschanel-helmed sketch of the evening (or Monday morning, if we’re being real about this recap) was a revamp of the “French Dancing” sketch à la The Artist, complete with a  guest appearance by Jean Dujardin miming and dancing it up. I have not yet seen The Artist, but I have been planning on seeing it for weeks and I do kind of love Jean Dujardin, so it’s basically the same thing (not a thing).

Sidebar: Have you seen Dujardin’s Funny or Die sketch?

NBC.com / That's "Michael Cera" in the background.

Second favorite, clearly featured a delightfully awkward face-to-face of the real Zooey Deschanel and her SNL doppelgänger played by Abby Elliot on “Bein’ Quirky.” Deschanel played Mary-Kate Olsen, who was “happy” to appear on the show, because a slight breeze happened to blow her over to the set. She’s also wearing an electric blanket instead of a dress that she found in the garbage: “Garbage, garbage, it’s fun to bring home garbage” (you have to sing that line). Bjork even showed up and knitted a sweater for an octopus. They also paid homage to the inspiration for quirky girls everywhere,  Mayim Bialik, the star of Blossom (cut to me looking up Blossom on Netflix, because I loved it so).


Nicolas Cage made the second surprise celebrity guest of the guest, by appearing on Weekend Update’s “Get in the Cage” segment alongside his SNL clone played by Andy Samburg. Clearly, remarks on the sequel to Ghostrider were made, as were amazingly lyrical Cageian compliments. It was amazing. That’s high praise.

The two key elements of a Nick Cage feature? “All of the dialogue is either whispered or screamed… [and] everything in the movie is on fire.

Next up for Cage and Cage? “A three-way with the Declaration of Independence.”

And not to continue to harp on Super Bowl commercials, but the Bill-Hader-As-Clint-Eastwood doing a trifecta of half-time in America commercials also made me giggle (parts one, two, three).

So really, it was kind of a winner of an episode, overall. And even more so if you read New York Magazine’s predictions. 


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The Will Ferrell Old Milwaukee Super Bowl Spot That Only Aired In North Platte, NE

Fording the Platte, sketch from the Oregon Trail Museum: http://www.cr.nps.gov/history/online_books/hh/28/hh28i.htm

So apparently sometimes Will Ferrell does random commercials for Old Milwaukee that only air in local markets, and this one went down in North Platte, Nebraska (the Platte River  might be familiar to some from the Oregon Trail computer game).

You can read more about the ad here and here via Deadspin.

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Super Bowl XLVI: The Commercials

First of all, I loved the musical NBC Super Bowl promo involving basically all of NBC singing and dancing to “Brotherhood of Man” from How to Succeed in Business Without Really Trying. It kind of made my day. Also, having been told by a reader of Bossy Pants that Tina Fey is a fan of musicals; and being myself a lover of musical theater, and also of that one episode of 30 Rock in which Jack Donaghy must work his way back up the corporate ladder from the mail room How to Succeed-style—well, it just brought me that much more joy (as, I hope, as dissecting that run-on sentence brought you).

The epic two-parter Volkswagen spot featuring the overweight dog getting into shape so that he can chase VW’s latest updated Beetle that segued into the Stars Wars cantina where patrons declare that the dog is way funnier than the Vader kid, so Darth Vader chokes one of them.

Which may or may not have reminded you of that Adidas Star Wars commercial from the 2010 World Cup. Things I was not particularly into included David Beckham’s H&M underwear ad, it did not seem fitting. Not as fitting as the Adidas masterpiece of yesteryear.

I was also entertained by the usually-reserved-for-Christmas Coca-Cola polar bears watching the Super Bowl series of spots.

I enjoyed the Drew Brees Chase commercial, largely because I enjoyed when his small child picked pieces of confetti out of the air after the Saints won the Super Bowl.

Now obviously, you are supposed to kind of hate the Ferris Bueller Honda spoof… but it’s hard to not kind of love it also.

I hated the John Stamos Oikos commercial, but I loved that it made me think about when Uncle Jesse tells the story of how he changed his name as a child, but you know that his original name had something to do with having really hot feet.

I was disappointed by every single beer commercial, and this one just made me so sad for the poor dog.

Sometimes I wonder when the Betty White exploitation train is going to end.

I do enjoy the entire world’s agreement that Jay Leno is a life ruiner.

And then my mother completely shocked us all by recognizing Brian Urlacher in the Samsung Galaxy Note musical “I Believe in a Thing Called Love” spot, which also happened to be hilarious.

Waiting in epic lines for a new iPhone is such a waste of life.

And then there was the second—albeit stretched—30 Rock-related commercial. You may recall the Alec Baldwin airplane incident in which the actor caused mayhem by refusing to turn off his cell phone prior to takeoff. Shortly afterwards, Tina Fey appeared on a late night talk show and joked that she and Alec had been in the middle of an intense game of Words With Friends, and that it was all her fault. This is your context for why I finally giggled towards the end of the Best Buy commercial featuring various inventors of crucial elements in our digital world… like the creators of Words With Friends being told to turn their phones off on a plane.

It’s not a huge winner, but I enjoyed the Words With Friends bit.

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Super Bowl Stuff, XLV

This pretty much sums up my initial and lasting feelings about Super Bowl XLV. Tweeted early in the game, shortly after I had the exact same thought, Alison Brie just said it so well.

I was briefly distracted from the yellow during halftime when it appeared that the apocalypse might in fact be at hand. Or maybe that was just wishful thinking that I succumbed to during Fergie’s whatever with Slash. No words.

Although, if you are looking for some words, these were a couple of choice ones from the twittersphere, which almost broke due to the mayhem of #sb45.

Frankly, the commercials on display weren’t even all that entertaining. Dozens were in fact painful. So painful that is has taken me days (and the incidental re-viewing of one of the winners) to write this post.

Nonetheless, I stopped my DVR whilst watching House to re-watch this rare gem from the ever reliable Stella Artois. Borowitz concurs on its charm.

Then there was the Volkswagen commercial encouraging young [dark] practitioners of The Force, gaining Voldemort’s appreciation.

Chrysler on the other hand, added to the proof that commercial endorsements are a big part of Eminem’s comeback. Also, that he doesn’t mind sharing a tiny bit of his limelight with a national champion figure skater, Alissa Czisny, who appeared briefly in the ad.

Not that I’d have realized it was her if not for Twitter.

Honorable mentions to the Coke spot featuring soldiers in nineteenth-century garb, patrolling opposite sides of a border and—surprise—bonding over the deliciousness of Coke.

Second honorable mention to the entertaining NFL fans montage of classic sitcoms, including Alf, Marcia’s nose, Newman’s Cowboy get-up and Uncle Jesse.

But the commercial most appreciated in my living room, the commercial that was snarky hilarious…

Thank you Verizon.

I still love my Droid.

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Super Bowl Times

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So here we are again after a major broadcast event. I know it’s shocking, but this is now the fourth year in a row that I have watched the Super Bowl. I know.

I don’t have a lot to say about football itself, so I won’t.

On to commercials… the list of favorites, feel free to counter with your own, my three readers.

  1. Google commercial that tracked a relationship via Google searches starting with study abroad in France. I watched the commercial recap on MSNBC and let me say that we love this because it was interactive and had an engaging narrative. Memorable.
  2. Late Show with David Letterman commercial featuring Dave, Oprah and… Jay Leno. Understated. Awesome. I love Dave. I might be an old man inside.
  3. Betty White Snickers commercial. No commentary necessary.

Apparently the Doritos commercials were a big deal? Whatever. I don’t even remember them. As far as I can tell, they were incredibly stupid. Possibly because they were consumer generated. Not definitely, but possibly, I’m just pondering.

And then there was the halftime show, sparking a discussion on the recent shift in halftime acts from people like Britney to groups like The Who. And Kathleen, after asking what The Who sing proved a point by realizing that she knew every song: everyone watching knows those songs, whereas fair guess that everyone watching Britney a few years ago was not in line with her musicality. And, laser shows are still really cool, right?

Anyways, as we were watching I revealed to the company my semi-tipsy romp through the city earlier that day whilst listening to my faves, The Beatles. Time passed. And then…

Someone ( I don’t recall): The Who are really old.

Someone else: Yeah he used to be really hot.


Me: If half of The Beatles weren’t dead, that would be the best halftime show ever.

David: Oh my GOD, I was just thinking that!

Room-wide sigh of loss. David and I clutched at each other, barbecue sauce hands and all.

Of course, if the Fab Four were all still with us and gave the halftime concert, we would have to deal with a bunch of baby boomer ladies shrieking at the top of their lungs, rendering the music almost in audible. Win-lose situation really.

Also someone who shall remained unnamed forgot that Sir Paul was still alive. Not cool. Not. Cool. Just because Ringo has been all over the place lately doesn’t mean that Paul McCartney isn’t alive and wasn’t [say] mentioned in my post about the Golden Globes [for example]. Shame.

Lastly, for those of you who have been forced to endure my presence during a football game before, I bring you my annual commentary on football uniforms:

Do you think that the big guys on the Saints ever turn to their teammates in the locker room and ask, “Does this gold lamé make me look fat?”

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