We realize there's only so much time one can spend in a day watching new trailers, viral video clips, and shaky cell phone footage of people arguing on live television. This is why every day The Atlantic Wire highlights the videos that truly earn your five minutes (or less) of attention.

Notoriously press shy, Marcel the Shell with Shoes On has agreed to be interviewed by Brian Williams on Rock Center. This is a coup for Williams, and a major breakthrough for shoe-wearing shells who don't have devoted online followings or SNL alum Jenny Slate speaking on their behalf. It's fair to say we've enjoyed the first month of Rock Center more than The Playboy Club.  [NBC via Vulture]


Taran Killam has been the requisite SNL male-cast-member-who-sings for a little over a year now, but he never really registered until we saw the clip of him recreating the video for musical guest Robyn's video "Call Your Girlfriend" at a 4:30 a.m. rewrite session. The energy and precision are admirable, but something feels amiss if this is what punchy SNL writers and performers are doing to limber up creatively late at night. We're not saying they need the drugs that kept the show humming in the early days, but where's the caustic, writers' only pitches like "The William Holden Drinking Helmet"? It's all too peppy. Michael O'Donoghue would be horrified. [Buzzfeed]

For the last three years, a French animator named Denis Chapon has been animating 12 images every day. That's good for one second of film per day. He didn't start out with any idea of what he wanted his film to be about, used a pen that didn't erase, and put his images on the back of old sheets of A4 paper. The result is scattered but terrific. There are hands and cropdusters and ladies surfing and what looks to be a fire plug trying to tip his cap.  [Denis Chapon]

Kanye West and Jay-Z -- who we thought were supposed to be getting on each other's nerves by now -- went back to check out Kanye's old neighborhood in Chicago during a lull in the "Watch the Throne" tour. The film stock is appropriately grainy and the memories of life before fame and collaborative studio albums come easily. But why are they driving around town listening to their own album? That single act validates every criticism about what a disconnected and obtuse album Watch the Throne is. And we liked Watch the Throne. [Complex]