Morgan Neville’s portrait of the man who has run Saturday Night Live since 1975 is well made, good company and almost entirely on its subject’s terms. Fans will enjoy the clips; anyone hoping to learn something new will leave as they arrived.
Morgan Neville has made a film about Lorne Michaels, the producer who created Saturday Night Live in 1975 and, apart from a gap in the early eighties, has run it ever since. The title is one word and the tagline is “The legend behind the legends”, and that is about the level of inquiry. Lorne is 101 minutes of well-turned, good-humoured company that never once makes its subject uncomfortable. It is pleasant. We wanted more than pleasant.
The method is the usual one. Neville puts the people who know Michaels in front of Graham Willoughby’s camera, in tidy, warmly lit interiors, and lets them try to describe him. Steve Higgins, the show’s announcer and one of its producers, is on hand, as are Michael Che and Colin Jost from the Weekend Update desk, and Tom Schiller, who wrote for the show in its first years. Paul Simon speaks as a friend of half a century. James Andrew Miller speaks as the man who has already collected every anecdote in the building. Timothée Chalamet, John Mulaney, Adam Sandler, Kenan Thompson and Paula Pell fill in the rest, and they are all fond of him, and they all agree with one another.
That is the trouble, but the fondness is enjoyable while it lasts. The best material is the working detail: a show that goes out live at 11.30 on Saturday whatever state it is in, and a man who has kept that appointment for most of his adult life. Jake Hostetter and Alan Lowe, who edit and share the writing credit with Neville, move between archive and the present-day interviews with a light hand, and they know how long to hold a clip. Darian Sahanaja’s music stays out of the way, which in a film about comedy is a kindness. We laughed, properly, several times, and then noticed that every laugh had come from a clip and not from anything the film had found for itself.
What the film has not found is anyone willing to say a hard thing. Michaels is on screen a good deal, courteous and dry and unhurried, and Neville lets him set the terms. Fifty years of ex-writers have told stories about him, and there are books of them; a film about the man either takes those stories on or leaves them out, and this one leaves them out. The famous coolness is mentioned as a quirk. The question of why one person has decided what is funny on American television since 1975 is asked, when it is asked at all, as a compliment. Around the hour mark we found ourselves restless, waiting for a follow-up question that never came.
Against Neville’s own record this is a step down. 20 Feet from Stardom (2013) and Won’t You Be My Neighbor? (2018) both took people we thought we understood and found the strain underneath. Here the surface is all we get. Michaels has spent his career being unreadable, and either that defeated Neville or persuaded him not to try. It is a film about the man who decides what makes the cut, and he seems to have decided about this too.
If you love the show, you will have a good evening; the clips are well chosen, the talkers are quick, and Sandler and Mulaney in particular are worth hearing. If you have read any of the books about the show, you already know nearly all of it. Watch it at home, where its chattiness suits a sofa and a drink, and be ready for the credits to arrive before anyone has said what they actually think of him.