I don't know anyone who doesn't love Phil Hartman, and frankly I don't care to. He finally got his star on the Walk of Fame this week (Nealon and Lovitz were there, bless their graying, aging hearts), and Grantland just published a wonderful analysis of his comedic legacy. You have to read every word of it, right now.

On a soggy gray November afternoon just before Thanksgiving I sat in Louise Lasser’s modest one-bedroom on the Upper East Side, interviewing her. The occasion was the release of the complete box set of Mary Hartman, Mary Hartman, a short-lived seventies TV show produced by Norman Lear that was supremely weird and meta and critical of American consumer culture in a way that still is shocking. It was set in a small town in…

Mallory said it was okay to be proud of being just a little bit gay, even if that's just really liking Kate McKinnon and thinking about her randomly, at odd moments, so now you have to listen to me break down McKinnon's Angela Merkel impression.

Here is the video. If you are Canadian (and probably if you are from Australia, or other places, too) you may not be able to see it. That's okay,…