20 Worst ‘Saturday Night Live’ Hosts

The Mary Hartman, Mary Hartman star Louise Lasser was in rough shape in the summer of 1976, exhausted by the demanding schedule of a show which aired five nights a week, and embarrassed by a cocaine bust that happened not long before she hosted. In the years since this episode, various cast members — Chevy Chase especially — have claimed Lasser was so spacey at rehearsal that they considered going live without her. The actress has often insisted she knew exactly what she was doing that night, however, and that her mumbly, borderline experimental performance was deliberate, intended to push Saturday Night Live’s artistic limits.

Chase was arguably the most popular of the original “Not Ready for Prime Time Players,” and was thus the first to leave SNL — as well as the first to come back and host. Nearly every time he’s returned, he’s done or said something nettlesome. He and Bill Murray threw punches at each other backstage in 1978. He reportedly made horribly homophobic remarks to the openly gay cast member Terry Sweeney in 1985. And in 1997, he was relentlessly abusive, finally wearing out his welcome for good when he hit Cheri Oteri in the head during a rehearsal. Chase’s old friend Lorne has remained loyal enough to let him appear occasionally since then as a special guest. He has not hosted the show, however, since that disastrous late Nineties appearance.

Saturday Night Live had booked divisive hosts prior to Clay, but the cartoonishly vulgar stand-up comedian was the first to provoke an actual walkout. Nora Dunn openly objected to giving a platform to someone known for his violently misogynistic jokes. The male-dominated SNL cast and staff didn’t share those concerns (at least not publicly). Not only did they work with Clay, they wrote sketches that made his opposition seem humorless. Whatever your take on the man or his work, his episode came off as tense, defensive, and frankly, kind of mean.

Whenever a stand-up comedian hosts, fans look forward to the monologue, where comics get to do some of their actual act. But because this is live television — and network TV, not cable — jokes that kill on a nightclub stage sometimes fail to meet the producers’ or the studio audience’s approval. Martin Lawrence effectively got himself banned from SNL after he pushed the boundaries of good taste during his opening remarks, delivering a long, gross and sexist routine about the importance of feminine hygiene. (In reruns, an apologetic disclaimer runs in lieu of the bit.) His episode never fully recovered; and Lawrence never returned.

Honestly, Brody was an odd choice to host, given that he was most famous at the time for playing a fugitive Jew in Nazi-occupied Poland in The Pianist — a role for which he’d just won an Oscar. Perhaps anxious to show his range, Brody injected more of himself into his SNL episode than the writers wanted. He apparently pestered the staff with weird comic ideas, then seemed to intentionally miss cues during the live taping in order to drag sketches out and keep the focus on himself. His most unforgivable move? He surprised everyone by introducing the musical guest Sean Paul while wearing fake dreadlocks and doing an exaggerated accent. Not cool, mon.

We have a much better understand now of how piggishly paternalistic it was to treat women like Britney Spears, Lindsay Lohan and Paris Hilton as walking disasters who deserved to be mocked. On the other hand, Hilton really was terrible on SNL. Tina Fey later complained to Howard Stern that the proto-influencer seemed almost defiantly disengaged during the planning stages of her episode, behaving as though everyone should be grateful she’d even agreed to host. She also gave less than 100% in her sketches, most of which were written so she’d appear just long enough to flash a little smile, and not to kill any jokes.

According to Bill Hader, both times Bieber appeared on SNL — first as a musical guest and then later as the host — he was surrounded by such a big and fussy entourage that neither the cast nor the writers could have the casual-to-creative interactions they needed to build a show. That lack of preparation was evident in this episode, in which the Biebs seemed blithely unconcerned about hitting his marks, instead relying on little flexes and winks to his fans in the studio whenever a sketch started to bomb … which happened a lot.

We don’t mean to keep picking on athletes. Some jocks (like Peyton Manning and Michael Jordan) make great SNL hosts because they have such natural charisma, while others (see: Joe Montana and Wayne Gretzky) are likably goofy even if they can’t really act. But the Olympic swimmer Michael Phelps has never seemed all that comfortable with being a celebrity. His primary personality trait is “obsessively hard-working,” not “super-chill.” Give him credit for being willing to look dopey in this episode — but don’t presume his strained smile meant he was having a lot of fun. Throughout the night, he looked like he was putting his head down and pushing through as fast as he could.

Here’s another Olympian who seemed to hate every second in the SNL spotlight. Perhaps Nancy Kerrigan’s attitude would’ve been different if she were famous just for being a world-class figure skater. Instead, she became the center of an international news story after getting hobbled by a rival skater’s goons, which mean that lot of the interest in her — including on this episode — was scandal-centric. Kerrigan was expected to relive one of the worst moments of her life, live on late night television, and to be a good sport about it. She wiped out hard.

Granted, Tom Green’s appearance on this list may just be a matter of taste. The gawky Canadian comic’s absurdist, obnoxious, “preadolescent boy with no boundaries” schtick has its fans, even if it seems to repel as many folks as it delights. On SNL, he didn’t even try to appeal to the show’s regular viewers. Instead, he gave the audience the full Tom Green experience, with sketches that relied on him repeating weird noises and rubbing his body against what appeared to be unwitting scene partners. One could make the case that he produced an awesome version of his own comedy. But he didn’t host a very good Saturday Night Live.

Veteran actors and comedians often clashed with the original SNL cast, certain they knew more about how to get laughs than these scruffy, insolent youngsters. Milton Berle was pushy with the whole crew, never missing an opportunity to tell them what they were doing wrong. Unable to get some of his favorite ideas approved during the writing and rehearsal phases, Berle then went way off-script on live TV, telling broad and at times offensive jokes. The evening ended with Uncle Miltie singing a sentimental torch song and coaxing a standing ovation from his own guests in the audience — completing his total hijacking of the show.

Lorne Michaels’s guiding principle during SNL’s early years was that the material should be edgy, but the performers should remain professional. Apparently none of that sunk in for the avant-garde jazz-rocker Frank Zappa, who treated the cast and crew of television’s hippest show like they were a bunch of squares. Reportedly rattled by a clunky dress rehearsal, the host chose to spend the actual telecast making funny faces and ad-libbing comments about the artificiality of the whole production. Michaels was furious. To Zappa, however, ultimately TV was TV — unworthy of his respect no matter who was making it.

Donald Trump was still just a fledgling presidential candidate when he was asked to host, but he’d already drawn so much controversy for his comments about immigrants and women that NBC was swamped with outrage before his episode even aired. Maybe the naysayers knew in advance how badly the night was going to go. Everyone on the stage looked absolutely miserable as they slogged through some disjointed and distressingly corny sketches about the host’s Twitter feed and his grandiose campaign promises. This wasn’t just bad TV. The booking torpedoed SNL’s credibility, making the show’s next five years of Trump-bashing jokes seem like too little, too late.

And so we come to Steven Seagal, the consensus pick for “worst host ever” by anyone working at SNL at the time (including Lorne Michaels). The sour-faced action hero combined the worst traits of everyone on this list. According to the cast, he was rudely dismissive of the jokes pitched to him, countering with ideas for sketches that had him more or less playing himself while ranting about what he hates. On the night of the show, his performance was listless and riddled with mistakes, leading some to wonder if he might just quit, mid-episode. (Apparently he did have to be coaxed into appearing alongside Dana Carvey and Kevin Nealon’s Hans and Franz, because he resented that the characters were fans of Arnold Schwarzenegger.) Seagal didn’t come to play. He was doomed before anyone said, “Live, from New York, it’s Saturday Night….”