Saturday, March 23, 2019

It’s Going To Be Weird Watching Robert De Niro As Mueller Singing “Hallelujah” On Saturday Night Live

The satirical show will be back with its new season on Saturday, March 30 and it’s going to be delicious to watch.

How delicious?

Remember the first episode after Donald Trump won the 2016 presidential election?  The show opened with Kate McKinnon dressed as Hillary Clinton singing Leonard Cohen’s mournful “Hallelujah”.

It was a bizarre response to Granny’s cataclysmic loss just four days before that was more like a lobotomy than recognition of Trump’s victory.  At the end of the song, McKinnon said, with her voice noticeably cracking, “I’m not giving up and neither should you.  And live from New York, it’s Saturday Night!”

The announcement late Friday afternoon that Special Counsel Robert Mueller had submitted his long-awaited report on Russian interference in the 2016 election to Attorney General William Barr sent Democrats, Hollywood types, Never Trumpers and a wide array of Lefty news anchors and pundits into a shitstorm of panic.

The disappointment is real from Democrats who had their hearts set on vindication that President Trump was going down. It’s as though they actually thought he would be frog-marched out of the White House in leg irons.

Hollywood celebrities are inconsolable:
Robert De Niro made a couple of appearances on Saturday Night Live last year in the role of Robert Mueller due, in large part, to a video he made in which he called the president a punk, a pig and a dog, and said he would like to punch him in the face.  At the 2018 Tony Awards he screamed at the top of his lungs, “I’m gonna say one thing.  Fuck Trump!”  The outburst won De Niro a standing ovation.

De Niro has been driven insane by his loathing of the president.  So…it wouldn’t surprise me at all that Lorne Michaels books him to do the “Hallelujah” gig.

Now that’ll be funny. 

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