So it turns out there's a sizable base of fans who couldn't bear to see iCarly or Victorious go away; hence the televised train wreck that is Sam & Cat. This show reeks of laziness--just one cookie-cutter plot or joke after another, mostly ripped from Dan Schneider's earlier shows. Kids may cackle at getting his "in-jokes," but adults will wonder who's even meant to be impressed by turning Silence of the Lambs into a slapstick. Childlike physical humor is crossed with bosom jokes and 50-year-old pop culture references, leaving a mangled mess that's ideal for nobody. Spencer is replaced with Goomer, a deranged man-child whose acting varies from creepy to imbecilic. Freddie is now Dice, a graduate of the Josh Peck School of Acting who shouts every line at maximum volume with no regard for what tone was intended. The only jokes delivered to this verbal punching bag are about his hair, yet somehow he's filler for half of each episode. The remainder is covered by Sam and Cat, each eerily old with the latter shrilling like a Bee Gee on every line and the former delivering her one-note sarcasm ad nauseum. The laugh track roars profusely enough to wake somebody from a coma, and somehow the psychopaths the titular characters babysit are even more irksome than the stars themselves. This show began with one of its actors falling into a garbage truck; frankly, it should've stayed there.
