The writing here seems to pander to the lowest common denominator propped up by a laugh track to make up for a poor script. I got through one episode--but only with the liberal application of my mute key. Who makes up the rules that a sit-com isn't funny unless there is canned laughter after every sentence? The studio? The producers? The unions? The sponsors? The network? I knew nothing of the ratings and approached with an open mind. I knew the name of only one actor which is why I watched an episode. But within a very short time it was obvious that the days of "Laughter on the 23rd Floor" are gone.
Review of Fuller House
