The answer: Not much. We know he’s a veteran of tentpole franchises and weird indies and somber Oscar bait, as well as sitcoms and soaps and the Broadway stage; we know he’s a modern Renaissance man who, in addition to acting, also dabbles in screenwriting and directing and short story-writing and modeling and drawing and sculpting and, like, shoe commercials or whatever; we know he’s done graduate coursework at multiple learning institutions; we know that time he hosted the Oscars, it didn’t go so well; we know he got into some hot water this spring for propositioning a teenager on Instagram; we know, perhaps due to all of the above, that it’s surprisingly satisfying to watch him get punched in the face. Especially on an endless loop.
Given all this, I’d understand responding to news of his latest SNL stint with a big, Liz Lemon-style eye roll. That’s certainly what I did when I heard he’d be returning to studio 8H to host the show for the third time.