Bryan Cranston. Is a man. Of many hats.
Sure, we all know the Heisenberg pork pie chapeau (and it makes an appearance here). But before this mildly unhinged Fallon segment who knew Cranston could rock a sailor’s cap, a little red bonnet, or a sweeping fuchsia fascinator while on the toilet with such dead-eyed, menacing panache? Truly, he has the range, and I am just crazed enough after months in my house that it feels like the funniest thing I’ve seen all week.
I desperately want to have been in the Zoom pitch meeting where some exhausted writer went “He wore that hat in Breaking Bad, right? Can we write a weird banger and just stick him and Jimmy in a bunch of random crap from the hat closet then cut it together like a TikTok ripoff?”
Honestly, I think I’ll be a little sad when the late night shows go back to wrangling their guests into slickly produced studio stunt segments. Yes, it’ll be a sign of life returning to a kind of normal — but disheveled celebrities giving off this specific kind of chaotic broke community-access sketch show energy is one thing I’ll miss.