Madonna sound-checked with such elaborate precision that my band never got to do so; by the time she was obsessively through with the mic, the doors were opening to the public and we were fucked. She struck up a sensational gal-pal relationship with lesbian comic Sandra Bernhard, indulging in all sorts of innuendo that got the media and public panting. But I do like to sneak off to a 7-Eleven at night for some jawbreakers. When I interviewed Sandra for my Voice column, she claimed their lesbian shenanigans were just shtick and people should relax about it. By this point, I started feeling that Madonna was omnisexual, devouring whoever looks appealing at the moment, like someone shopping with a full pack of credit cards. He started to be more attentive. In , the endlessly enjoyable doc Truth or Dare showed Madonna getting burned by the straightest partner ever: Warren Beatty. The movie now comes off as one of the original reality shows, complete with staged moments; but still, Madonna centers it with her wicked wit and prayer circles. Rarely has self-adoration seemed so charming. And then she went and dated cheesy rapper Vanilla Ice!
In the film, Jade practices monologues in the childhood bedroom she still lives in and half-earnestly fantasizes with a friend about how she'll eventually win an Academy Award: "I'd get nominated for a really dramatic part. Something really hard and real. I don't know, something that I had to, like, gain weight for. The casting director tells her to try running the lines with an accent, and is unamused when Jade speaks in a cartoony French one — he knows that she knows what he means. After a few seconds, the smile drops from her face and she accedes, affecting the halting English of the recent Chinese immigrant that she is not. In that instant, she's confronted with the reality that while she sees herself as a capable of playing anyone, including the lead, others look at her through a much narrower lens. It was impossible not to think about Double Happiness — a film that feels like it could be some lost Asian American '90s landmark, except that it is, like its leading lady, Canadian — when reading Oh's recent conversation with Vulture's E. Alex Jung. In the interview, she confessed that when first reading the script for her new BBC America series Killing Eve, she didn't understand that she was being offered the lead role, and called her agent to ask which part she was supposed to play.
Is Sandra Oh telling me that I did a better job at her monologue than she did? That was kind of the highlight for me, in terms of full-circle moments. Six months after that episode, as predicted by his high school classmates when they voted him Most Likely to Be on Saturday Night Live, Yang was promoted from writer to cast member. There are so many granular creative decisions they make on the fly that are beyond the scope of what a writer does anywhere else. Like the rest of us, Yang has been spending most of his time at home in recent weeks, given the coronavirus pandemic. I got to really nail it. He took up the practice on the suggestion of former SNL colleague Sasheer Zamata , sneaking away from Studio 8H to his 17th-floor office for weekly or bi-weekly minute sessions. Looking for more?
Sandra Bland had no patience for apathy. In January, the suburban Chicago native started recording videos about police brutality in a series she called Sandy Speaks. The idea was to start a dialogue about current events with her young nephews, but a few months later, she could no longer stand sifting through the usual social media fodder. Now that Bland has been found dead in a Texas jail cell, that urgency seems more than a little eerie. The tragedy began to unfold on Friday afternoon, when the year-old was pulled over for allegedly not using a turning signal just north of Houston.