Flanked by Weapons kids, Aunt Conan O’Brien hustles his way through Oscars opening monologue 

Conan O’Brien returns to Hollywood to signal the end of Awards season.

Flanked by Weapons kids, Aunt Conan O’Brien hustles his way through Oscars opening monologue 

It’s Hollywood’s biggest night, and Conan O’Brien is once again playing court jester to America’s cultural elite. Taking the piss out of the people who light up the screen without totally pissing them off is no easy feat, and O’Brien put on Aunt Gladys’ best to get everyone’s energy out. Breaking free from his make-up chair, where his pasty skin and bright red hair made him look like “Betty Davis with lupus,” O’Brien made a run for it as those rascally Weapons kids chased him through clips of this year’s Best Picture nominees. (And KPop Demon Hunters). It’s an always-delightful Oscar tradition made better by O’Brien’s sweaty gusto. Few people can flop better than him. 

By the time he made it to the ceremony, he’d sufficiently warmed the crowd and proceeded to roast them. Ripping the band-aid off this year’s biggest award scandal, O’Brien went right after Timothée Chalamet, joking that the offended ballet and opera people were just mad that Chalamet didn’t mention jazz. But he wasn’t only going after the actors; singling out Ted Sarandos, the host celebrated the Netflix co-CEO’s first time in a theater. “What are those people doing enjoying something together in the dark?” Conan said, whilst aggressively miming petting a cat. 

But the real target of O’Brien’s ire wasn’t Netflix or Chalamet. It was F1, joking that the sequel would be called “Caps Lock.” Oh, also he enjoyed a nice applause break for noting that there were no British actors nominated for the first time since 2012, but at least the United Kingdom “arrests its pedophiles.” That joke really brought down the “Has A Small Penis Theater.” (“Let’s see him put his name in front of that,” the host quipped). 

Still, though some of O’Brien’s roasts were a little too hot for the crowd, he ended in grand fashion. With his friend Josh Groban providing musical accompaniment, the host imagined his fated Oscar win as a owl delivering a much-deserved statuette. 

Finally, returning from a commercial break, O’Brien took a look into the future. In the year 2029, the Oscars will air totally on YouTube, where it will be interrupted with ads far worse than Jane Lynch’s “BeamPro” tactical flashlight, “the same flashlight that killed Bin Laden.” If only all of Oscar season was this fun.

 

 

 
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