Kicking off with Brad Pitt as Dr. Anthony Fauci, "the show mixed unusually pointed stabs at the Trump administration with assorted silliness stemming from the nationwide coronavirus lockdown that’s keeping everyone at SNL at phone’s length," says Dennis Perkins. "Hazy cell phone shorts they may be, but (Saturday's) sketches were genuinely good from top to bottom, testifying to the forced inventiveness of some very talented people going a little batty in isolation. (And SNL’s technical team.) There were some old favorites that—apart from being chicken soup for the soul of similarly self-quarantined SNL viewers everywhere—were as funny as they’ve ever been. There were some ringers, as is the Saturday Night Live formula increasingly, but they were all (but maybe one) both welcome and wonderful. And the cast and writers (and those tech folk) continue to adapt to this new not-f*cking-normal, crafting a couple of group sketches around the current substitute for human interaction, the video chat. Then there were short films that let some of SNL’s stars (some woefully underused) shine their own spotlight on themselves. Unlike (the April 11) equally welcome but overlong-feeling return, this episode filled its time with an odd assortment of pieces that nonetheless formed just the right shape in the end." ALSO: The SNL At Home format has been great for newbies like Chloe Fineman and Ego Nwodim and the underused Melissa Villaseñor.