In Alec Baldwin’s new memoir, Nevertheless, he talks about being horrified to learn that Nikki Reed was underage when they filmed Mini’s First Time, a limited-release comedy drama from 2006. The movie is about a high school student named Mini (Nikki) who decides to be an escort and accidentally gets called by her stepdad (Alec). Then they go on to (spoiler alert!) murder Mini’s mom.
Alec claims in his book that he was 47-years-old when they shot the movie, and it never occurred to him to ask how old Nikki was. When Alec discovered that Nikki had just turned 17, he flipped out on the rude, thoughtless little pigs on set who failed to mention just how young she was. Except that it might not have happened like that. According to one of the producers of Mini’s First Time, Alec is lying.
In 2007, Alec Baldwin gained entrance into the Shitty Dads of America Club after a voicemail recording of him hissing at his then-11 year old daughter Ireland Baldwin was released by TMZ. He yelled at Ireland for letting the call go to voicemail, then proceeded to threatened he was going to “straighten her out” during their next visit and finished by calling her a “rude, thoughtless little pig.” Alec has since talked about the voicemail, specifically about how much he hates TMZ for releasing it. He’s talking again, this time about how that voicemail messed up – and continues to mess up – his life and his relationship with Ireland.
To a country in turmoil, Alec Baldwin’s take on President Donald “Did he really just say that?” Trump on Saturday Night Live has been a gentle, cooling hand on our collective fevered brow.
Melissa McCarthy’s impression of frequently embattled and easily enraged White House press secretary Sean Spicer, which she debuted on SNL last night, should have the same effect on you. It’s always comforting when someone points out that you’re not crazy or imagining things, the situation really IS this batshit crazy and some extra sort of people are, for real, running the world.
Via Vanity Fair:
McCarthy’s version of Spicer cancels the National Parks Service as an aside, ignores concerned questions about Bannon’s role on the N.S.C., uses props to get her point across, and locks a disobedient CNN reporter in a cage.
SNL is pretty much a news source at this point, so they’re serving up as much satire of our current administration as possible. Last night, Alec appeared as Trump earlier in the FIRST cold open of the episode (Melissa yelled out the “Live from New York…” when she ended her sketch). They have enough material to do two cold opens now. Lorne Michaels can’t sleep on his stomach anymore due to the rigid and permanent erection he has over ratings and press and the Trump era is only two weeks in.
You can watch Melissa McCarthy as Sean Spicer (the only thing she was missing were the purple bags under his eyes that make you wonder if he’s able to sleep ever or at all) below.
Alec Baldwin as Donald Trump started last night’s Saturday Night Live cold open by noting “Yes, this is real life. This is really happening.”
Truer words and all that! It was revealed this week that US intelligence agencies were given info that our incoming president allegedly might have been compromised- sorry, “kompromated-ed,” by the Russians. With what, you ask?
Despite our current political situation feeling like we’re all aboard a transatlantic flight when suddenly a complete and utter jackass with no training has been allowed to fly the fucking plane, there is still room for laughter.
This week, when Donald Trump wasn’t bizarrely insisting that more nuclear weapons would solve all of our problems, he bragged about all the A-listers dying to be at his inauguration. The laughter stems from the fact that he might be… hold on to your pearls… lying. President-elect Circus Peanut is reportedly panicking because most celebrities would rather be caught in inappropriate situations with farm animals than be seen at his inauguration. One celebrity, however, has stepped forward to offer their star power.
The only thing that will get some of us through the next four years (oh, everything that is holy and good and kind in the cosmos, please let it only be four years) is going to be laughter. Luckily, Alec Baldwin’s perfect impression of President-elect Donald Trump on Saturday Night Live is like a gentle hug from America itself, along with a soft whisper letting us know that, perhaps, everything will be ok (it probably won’t, but for this post and our sanity, lets play along).