On SNL, Michael Che gets inside his critics' heads by going undercover as "A White Woman Named Gretchen"

The bit plays out in a knowing series of confrontations, as the suspiciously burly and deep-voiced Gretchen nonetheless experiences the many pitfalls of life as a privileged, well-intentioned white woman. The premise of the film seems to want things both ways—Che claims to gain an understanding of what those women occasionally pissed off at his humor go through, while his Gretchen schools said women on the finer points of, for example, why Cardi B is actually a deceptively progressive role model, or why getting excited about the upcoming royal wedding is problematic. (“Look, I don’t mean no disrespect, but the monarchy is literally the patriarchy.”) Still, it’s liberating to watch the newly enlightened Che tell of a manspreader on the subway, and stare down a smugly mansplaining white guy with a firm, “Yo, your masculinity is mad toxic right now, my nigga.” In the end, he at least concludes that the desire for equality, respect, and bottomless mimosas are for all people.