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John Mulaney’s Strange TV Miracle
26 reflections on the wild, live ride that was Everybody’s in L.A.
Watching this show is like being given a precious, hyperspecific gift from someone who knows you a little too well.Mulaney’s face during John Carpenter’s out-of-left-field, flirting-with-racism spiel on Everybody’s in L.A. about “the help” rising up against the wealthy to allow Mexico to take back California is burned into my mind because it reflected both the reveal-yourself potential of live TV and how uncommon that honesty has become in the late-night format, where so many interactions between hosts and guests feel prearranged. But something about Mulaney — maybe his glib-yet-earnest affect or how open he’s been about his addiction — brought out the hidden depths of people, for better and for worse, on Everybody’s in L.A., resulting in an absurdist experience that felt like you fell asleep in front of a TV screen of static and woke up in a fever dream. Jeremy and Rajat surprising Tina Fey and Amy Poehler fans got me good, and the rest of the third episode made me fall madly in love with this show and what I call its mournfully nostalgic ’90s adult-drama aesthetic.
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